Chapter 8 - The Baby's CryThat night, the baby began crying again.

The nanny moved instinctively toward the nursery.
But before she could reach the room, the husband stopped.
“I'll go.”
He entered the nursery alone.
He picked up his child and held the baby against his chest.
The crying slowly faded.
He closed his eyes.
For months, he had convinced himself that providing everything his family needed was enough.
Now he understood.
A child didn't need a perfect house.
A child needed safety.
Love.
Kindness.
And adults who knew the difference between power and responsibility.
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He looked at his sleeping baby.
“I won't let you grow up thinking cruelty is normal,” he whispered.
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