Epilougue

He couldn't help to smile as he watched his wife sleeping so soundly. She must have been tired of taking care of their child Augustus. Augustus was four months old now and he's so energetic and so adorable. Each and every day with him is a blessing. He was learning to smile spontaneously and tries copying movements and facial expressions now. He likes to play with others and gets upset when playtime stops. Until now he couldn't believe that he was a father now. He couldn't help to ask what he did right to deserve such a beautiful gift like Augustus. The cute baby he used to cuddle and play with, his tiny little hands and feet, his pouty lips, fluffy cheeks, and tiny adorable face. His smile could ease the weariness and sleepless nights he and his wife had towards taking care of him. His adorable yawn and cries, who would have thought he was his descendant? He never thought he would feel so much gratitude just by staring at him and by cuddling him. He acquired the face and looks of a Wi