When the day came, the village gathered in the margin: the midwife, whose wrinkled hands had helped deliver half the generation, humming calm songs; a neighbor fanning Mira with a palm leaf; Aran clutching her hand like it was the only solid thing in the world. The baby arrived with a cry that seemed to make even the rafters hold their breath. They named her Lila, for the wildflowers that popped up after the rains. Lila’s first days were a festival of small delights—a tuft of dark hair, a stubborn toe, the way she would stop crying when her father hummed a tune.
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