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Amalia opened up about the double-edged sword of childbirth and all that preceded it. Longing filled Tiuttuk’s heart. She wanted all these experiences someday, the good and the bad. She feared that things may not turn out that way, especially since her anatomy favored one biological sex over another in such a way that did not necessarily support her preferences—or her dreams.

Thank you for sharing that with me, she said. I hope to know what it’s like someday, bringing children of my own into this world. Until then… well, my love is not a finite resource, she murmured to little Carolina and Lyric.

She would remain here as long as Amalia allowed, cherishing her baby siblings. Perhaps this immediate bond might be enough to keep her tethered here. But even as Treepie cuddled them, deep down she knew she remained adrift.