The Wrong Woman

Nathan walked along the garden path, his eyes focused on the gazebo up ahead. The breeze and sunshine enveloped him.

As he approached Gary, Florence, and Wanda, he silently vowed to safeguard them for as long as he lived.

Inside the gazebo, Mila felt a strong gaze upon her. Looking up, she locked eyes with Nathan.

With a gentle smile, he approached with confidence. He seemed to glow from a distance.

Mila couldn't help but smile as warmth flooded their exchanged glances.

After hours of deliberation, they were still searching for the perfect name.

Despite Nathan's suggestion to take their time, Gary and Florence were completely engrossed in their search for the perfect name. Their dedication to this task surpassed even their commitment during their time as students.

As night descended, Mila disregarded the maternity nurse's advice and insisted on sharing a bed with her son. She positioned herself in the middle, with Nathan on one side and their son on the other. It wasn't until later that night that she realized the nurse had been right.

Mila to wake up immediately to prepare formula. Hearing the noise, Nathan

formula, fed the baby, changed his diaper, and

burping the baby. After soothing the baby back to sleep,

recovery. She faintly heard her son cry once

found Nathan cradling their baby. He was soothing their son from crying while preparing formula with

accustomed to military life, yet he was now tenderly tending to their baby

from the night's demands, Mila succumbed

again. Mila groggily opened her eyes to find Nathan

that the

Nathan was there to help, allowing her to catch a few hours of sleep during the latter

hadn't slept at all. Despite his packed schedule and limited rest, he cared for

guilt. She would be best

the baby, the nurse had ample time to rest, unlike Mila and Nathan, who were juggling their

Mila saw