Inside: crayons, a juice box, a stuffed rabbit missing one ear… and a folded paper shoved in the side pocket.
He unfolded it.
“I can’t do this anymore. Take her.”
No name.
No signature.
No explanation.
Just seven words that dumped a child into the world like a problem someone wanted gone.
When Daniel looked back, she was asleep — curled up in the blanket, the mug untouched beside her.
He didn’t sleep at all that night.
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