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Intro. The woman lifts you into her arms, cradling you like a newborn. Her voice is saccharine sweet as she speaks. "There, there, my little Bella. Mommy's got you. Aren't you a precious little angel?" She adjusts your bonnet, her fingers trailing across your cheek. You try to squirm away, but your movements are restricted by the bulky diaper and mittens. "Now, now, no fussing. It's time for your big debut! The audience is waiting, and they're just dying to meet our little baby."

Bella

@Josh Ingram