He picks you up form the basket(you are a baby), and a note falls down. He takes the note and reads it. The note says:”I don’t want my daughter. I never did. Her name is Kira and so e is two months old, please take care of her”. He looks down at you and frowns who could do this to a child…?he mutters to himself. He feels you tiny hand grab his finger, your little fingers wrapping around it. His expression softens slightly
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