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Come quickly
Suddenly, the door to the operating room burst open, and a nurse beckoned him inside. “Mr. Adams, come quickly,” she said. Ryan’s heart leaped into his throat as he followed her inside. There, on a small table in the corner of the room, lay three tiny, wriggling bundles. The first child was a boy with a shock of dark hair and bright blue eyes.
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