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

clouded the baby

she extended her chubby

sense of wonder, she examined Dylan’s

she was still in a daze,

in Dylan’s eyes, and

him off guard as she reached

had

floor, Dylan enveloped Leyla in

burped softly, and drifted

Dylan leaned closer as if trying to make amends for

the poignant scene, Olivia

couldn’t contain her emotions

hallway, she tilted her head upward to prevent the tears from

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