Thankfully, the night air held no chill.

Leyla lay on the bed, clad in her cute little onesie.

Dylan gazed at her with tenderness and nostalgia, her innocence reminding him of the first time he met Olivia.

Back then, Olivia exuded innocence akin to the baby girl, but now she bore a more refined, feminine aura, albeit with a slight weight loss.

Unable to resist, Dylan leaned down and kissed Leyla’s tummy through the fabric, the faint scent of milk tugging at his heartstrings.

Unbeknownst to Dylan, his eyes reflected his innate gentleness at that moment.

He regretted not spending more time with the little girl.

He marveled at how adorable she looked, especially at this tender age.

Normally a sound sleeper, Leyla seemed to sense something and abruptly woke up.

over groggily and

clouded the

she extended her chubby hand to touch

a sense of wonder,

still in a daze, the

and he felt a lump form

baby girl’s proximity caught him off guard as

had

the floor, Dylan enveloped Leyla

out a dreamy giggle, burped

if trying to make amends for his absence

Olivia watched silently,

couldn’t contain her

her head upward to prevent

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