Bella's POVThe next day...I sat on the rug with Miles propped against my thigh, while Rose stood a few steps away from us, her small fingers twisting the hem of her dress as she stared at him with open curiosity.“This is Miles,” I told her gently, smiling. “He’s your little brother.”"Brother?""Yes... Yes, he is," I smiled.Miles gurgled, a bubble of saliva forming at his lips as if he approved of the title. His tiny hands flailed, catching nothing but air.Rose tilted her head. “He’s small,” she said seriously.I laughed quietly. “He is, dear. But he’ll grow.”She edged closer, slow and cautious, then crouched down and reached out with one finger, poking Miles’s chubby cheek. He squealed, delighted, and kicked his legs.Rose’s face lit up. “He laughed.”“Yes,” I said, my chest tightening. “He likes you.”That much was true. Miles didn’t know words yet, didn’t understand who she was, but something in him recognized her. Babies always knew before adults did.I watched them together
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