Bab 306: Their Daughter's Name

Zyair returned to the hospital with Lawrence. Bearing gifts for his wife and daughter Balloons, stuffed toys and flowers filled the room. They had brightened up the dull and bleak atmosphere of the hospital room. 

The smell of bleach and phenyl was replaced by the scent of fresh flowers. 

Skyla was resting but the little one was awake, Huria was playing with her. Lawrence eagerly walked over to the cot to finally see her, rubbing his hands together. 

"Awe! Can I have her?" Lawrence expectantly asked, excited to hold the little angel in his arms. 

"Of course! Here you go, she is a doll." She carefully picked her up and handed her over. Wrapped in a small soft blanket with pink flowers, which matched her cheeks she had her fragile hand in her mouth.