Her contractions came like thunderclaps, tearing through her body in relentless waves. She pressed her back against a dumpster, one trembling hand clutching her swollen belly, the other gripping the icy ground for strength.<\/p>\n
\u201cPlease\u2026 not here,\u201d she whispered to no one. But nature had no mercy to give.<\/p>\n
Minutes bled into hours. Then, through the howl of the wind, a sound emerged\u2014small, fragile, miraculous.
A cry.<\/p>\n
A baby\u2019s cry.<\/p>\n
Lila stared at the tiny child in her shaking arms, wrapped in her torn coat. The infant\u2019s skin glowed pink against the snow, her cries thin but fierce, as if declaring her will to live.<\/p>\n
Tears streaked down Lila\u2019s face.
\u201cYou\u2019re my miracle,\u201d she breathed, voice trembling.<\/p>\n
But her body was failing. The cold was sinking deeper than pain\u2014into bone, into soul. She knew her time was slipping away.<\/p>\n
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