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.

groggily and fixed her gaze

clouded the

her chubby hand to touch

wonder,

still in a daze, the little girl

up in Dylan’s eyes, and he felt a

caught him off guard

believe he had

Leyla

let out a dreamy giggle, burped softly, and drifted

the Little girl, Dylan leaned closer as if trying to make amends for

the poignant scene, Olivia watched silently, her

couldn’t contain her emotions any

hallway, she tilted her

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