Capítulo 158: Find him

I pull MiMi to my front, her tiny arms reaching up to me as I tickle her softly, making her giggle. At eight months, she's already growing so fast, her blue eyes—so much like her father's—sparkling with joy. The sound of her laughter fills the room, and I can't help but smile, my heart melting at how perfect she is.

"Aren't you the cutest little angel," I murmur, watching her face light up with another round of giggles. Her small hands grab at my fingers, and I laugh softly, feeling that rush of overwhelming love that only a parent can know.

I cradle her in my arms, pressing a kiss to her soft cheek. "I mean, whose child are you? Look at how perfect you are…" I speak in a baby voice, just to hear her giggle again, and my heart swells with happiness.