Chapter 110

• Lisa
• With a cup of milkshake in my hand, I walked into the cozy nursery bathed in the warm glow of the morning light. I had left my little prince alone to go make my milkshake - I prefer making it myself. Just a few minutes away from him and it feels like a part of me was been taken away.
• A big smile appeared on my face as I stared at the little me. He laid peacefully in the crib, swaddled in a snug blanket, fast asleep. I fixed my gaze on my precious bundle of joy, my heart swelling with a profound sense of wonder. I leaned in, my breath hushed as if afraid to disturb the tranquility of the moment. My fingers gently brushed against the baby's silky-soft cheek, tracing the delicate lines that define the contours of innocence.