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“I promise,” Weston said. “I understand now exactly how much that silence cost, even with good intentions behind it.”
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Ivy visited us properly for the first time three weeks later, a considerably calmer introduction than the airport terminal had managed, Milo insisting on giving her a full tour of his room and every single one of his favorite toys within the first twenty minutes.
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She’s part of our family now, in the slow, careful way new relationships build themselves once the initial shock settles into something steadier. She and Weston talk most weeks. Milo asks about her constantly, considerably more excited about having a sister than any of the complicated adult context surrounding her arrival.
