Part 1: The First CryIt was raining the night she was born.Not the gentle kind that whispered on rooftops, but a storm that roared like an old wound torn open. Thunder cracked the sky into shreds. The town’s power had gone out twenty minutes before Claire’s contractions grew unbearable. In the dim emergency lights of St. Julian’s Hospital, she screamed — not just in pain, but in something deeper.Fear.Not for the life entering the world, but for the one she had lived until this point.A nurse wiped her brow. Another held her hand. But the room still felt too cold,