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.

and fixed her

the baby

she extended her chubby hand to touch

of wonder, she

was still in a daze, the little

tears welled up in Dylan’s eyes, and he

proximity caught him off guard as she reached out to

couldn’t believe he had once abandoned

enveloped Leyla in a gentle embrace,

dreamy giggle, burped softly, and drifted back to

the Little girl, Dylan leaned closer as if trying to make amends for his absence over the past two

poignant scene, Olivia watched

she couldn’t contain her

she tilted her

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