"A baby girl? How old is she? And who could have been heartless enough to abandon her in the forest like that?" Amelie showed her concern as soon as Gabriel finished explaining the evening's events.
"She appears to be around two years old," Gabriel replied, his shoulders slumping as the weight of the day finally settled in. "The Sentinel Department is already investigating how she reached such a remote part of the woods, but it is undeniably a case of abandonment." He lowered himself to the edge of the bed, his gaze softening as he looked toward the center, where Noah lay sound asleep.
"I truly hope they find her parents soon," Amelie said quietly. She took his jacket, carefully hung it in the cupboard, and then came to sit beside him, mirroring his posture.
"We will. Don't worry," Gabriel reassured her. He turned slightly, his eyes searching Amelie's face. "Noah was upset when I left for the hospital, wasn't he? He didn't cry, did he?"
