After 6 miscarriages, my wife finally gave birth to the daughter we prayed for — 18 years later, she sobbed, “Dad, you have no idea what Mom did”

I don’t mean that you replaced anyone.”

She nodded, but tears were already running down her face.

Camille sank into a chair.

“I was broken, Warren. Noelle couldn’t raise a baby, and we had spent years praying for one. I thought I was saving all of us.”

Avery lifted the wooden box.

“Then explain these.”

Inside were dozens of letters.

Birthday cards.

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