Brandon Heath's voice was very low and soft, afraid that if it were a little louder, it would wake his little princess.
Aria Rowlett shook her head, her gaze tenderly falling on her daughter who had already fallen asleep. She couldn't help but feel that her daughter was extremely adorable and immensely lovable. She could never get enough of her and never grow tired of looking at her.
Even now, she felt like she was dreaming.
It seemed so unreal.
She had actually given birth to a baby.
And it was such a beautiful baby at that.
Was this for real?
She wasn't dreaming, was she?
How could she be so lucky to have given birth to such a good-looking baby?
Brandon Heath looked down and saw his little wife smiling foolishly at the baby. He couldn't help but chuckle, "Haven't had enough of her yet? Do you want me to bring her closer to your side so you can have a closer look, at your heart's content?"
