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    The baby was crying in the 다음 room, and I followed the noise. It was such a weak cry, I wasn't sure I liked what I heard anymore. My 사랑 for Regina had not changed, had not shrunk nor grown. The flaming 불, 화재 was strong in my gut, and as I crossed the threshold into my infant's bedroom, it was fed 의해 the oxygen of her sweet, yet small wails. I bent over the railing of the 어린이 침대, 침대 and stared down into the baby's eyes. They were small, frightened brown puddles. They were not the eyes of me 또는 Derick. She was the loner in a lonely world, and I had to protect her....