Chapitre 134: Man up

I look down at my baby, sleeping so peacefully, his little chest rising and falling with each breath. He's such a perfect, tiny version of me—blonde hair, green eyes, the exact same shade as mine. The resemblance is uncanny. I can't help but smile and press a gentle kiss to his forehead because, really, how could I not? The love I feel for him is overwhelming, an all-consuming wave of affection I never knew I was capable of feeling.