Ralph woke up beside Silvia, staring at her in admiration. This same woman who had gone through so much for him still managed to give him the most precious gift after her recovery. She was just so full of surprises. Nothing was capable of holding her down from giving him a perfect life.
He caressed her hair, pushing back the strand that had slipped over her cheek. "Beautiful," he said in awe. Her hair spread out against the pillow as he ran his hand along her shoulder. He could still smell the soft scents of her vanilla and gardenia musk.He traced her stomach, which carried another child of his.
Listening to the cadence of her breaths, he realized the sun had already risen, and the birds could not possibly have sung more beautifully today-or maybe it was just that it was the first time he had really listened.
He had always been too busy to listen to how sonorous their voices were, even without understanding what they were saying. God did create, and it was certainly true that he made
