Nova gave Ivy a soft nod, her eyes brimming with warmth.

Whenever she looked at Ivy, she couldn't help but remember the child she'd lost, perhaps because they would've been around the same age.

Pulling herself out of her thoughts with a wry smile, Nova reflected inwardly that dwelling on the past wouldn't bring the child back.

However, Ivy's presence allowed her to somewhat experience the joys of motherhood, and that was comforting in its own way.

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