NoahThe morning light crept through the curtains, soft and golden, painting the room in hues of warmth. I woke to the sound of little Elias cooing in his bassinet, his tiny voice filling the quiet space with life.I smiled, my heart swelling with a love I had never known before. Every day with him was a gift, a reminder of how far I had come and how much I had to be grateful for.I lifted him from the bassinet, cradling him against my chest. His silver eyes blinked up at me, curious and trusting. He was growing so fast, his tiny fingers curling around mine, his legs kicking with strength that surprised me."Good morning, my little light," I whispered, pressing a kiss to his forehead.The baby cooed, his hand reaching up to touch my face. I laughed softly, the sound warm and genuine.Adrian stirred beside me, his eyes fluttering open. He smiled when he saw us. "Good morning to my two favorite people."I leaned over and pressed a kiss to his lips. "Good morning."Adrian sat up, reachin
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