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To my fifth treasure, Qian Annalise— I am not your first mother or even your second, but I will be your last. It is true that you were not born from my body, but you have always lived in my heart—first a thought, then a prayer and now a reality that fills me up to overflowing.

You are mine, my cheeky girl, and I am yours. Forever and a day, to the edges of the universe and beyond, I love you.