POV: Vivienne Ashford"She has your stubborn chin," Vivienne murmured, exhausted and radiant in the hospital bed, watching Roman cradle their newborn daughter with the same careful, disbelieving wonder he'd shown holding Leo and Maya for the first time months after their actual birth, finally granted the experience he'd missed the first time around."She has your exact nose," Roman countered softly, unable to look away from the tiny face blinking up at him, dark eyes still unfocused but undeniably present, undeniably real. "Grace Eleanor Ashford. Are we certain about the middle name?"Vivienne had considered it carefully in the months leading up to the birth, weighing the complicated weight of choosing to honor, in some small way, the possibility of reclaiming a name so thoroughly stained by betrayal. "Not for her," Vivienne said. "For your grandmother, the one you told me about once, the one who apparently taught you to sail before your father ever did. I think it's time that name m
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