1 Work by Ja5y
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Harry didn't understand what was happening.
At three years old, his world was made of simple truths: hungry meant needing food, cold meant finding somewhere warm, and pain meant something bad was happening. Right now, something very bad was happening.
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He gasped. The sensation was like being split in half and sewn back together in the same instant. And suddenly—impossible, but undeniable—he felt a second heartbeat. Much softer than his own. Much faster.
He froze.
No. It couldn't be.
His mind spun. This shouldn't be possible. The bond had closed three years ago, just after his child was born. The heartbeat had faded. He'd thought—he'd been certain—that his child hadn't survived.
Mo pháiste. My child.
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