She was not angry.
She was not sad.
She was at peace.
And far away, the man who once called her barren stood alone before a mirror, finally forced to look at himself without pride to protect him.
But the woman he broke had become whole again.
She had found love.
She had found joy.
She had found purpose.
And the woman they once called barren had become a mother overflowing with life.
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