LeilaIt occurred in an instant, almost too quick to notice.Just a fleeting twitch at the corners of her newborn son’s mouth, a sign that joy had brushed past him. Elias smiled in his sleep that morning—a soft, fleeting moment, like sunlight reflecting on water. That slight movement of his tiny lips resonated with Leila, striking her as clear and undeniable.She paused mid-action, one hand holding a ceramic bowl of oatmeal, the other suspended in the air with a spoonful halfway to her lips. Her robe draped loosely around her, soft cotton grazing her knees, and her hastily braided hair hung unevenly over one shoulder. She looked disheveled, yet at that moment, she felt like something sacred.From the kitchen, the warm smell of butter and toast drifted through the air. Adrian stood at the cooker, one hand absently stirring scrambled eggs in a pan, the other wrapped around his coffee mug as if it grounded him. On the counter beside him sat the baby monitor, a small gray device showing a
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