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"What does our son look like?"

Xavier said he had dreamed of their child, a son who looked just like him.

Chloe didn't know whether he had heard her words while unconscious, or if the boy in his dream had resembled him so closely that he simply believed it.

He had said "I'm sorry." He had said he knew what message she had sent him.

Whether he had actually read that message afterward