The summer morning sun filtered gently through the sheer curtains of their master bedroom, painting golden lines across the soft cream sheets. Tobi blinked awake slowly, his arm instinctively reaching to the side—only to find it empty. Emilia wasn't in bed.
His heart skipped, and for a brief second, panic gripped him. Then came the sound—faint giggles from the hallway and the unmistakable squeal of Thiago, their loudest little one. Tobi exhaled, his lips curving in a small smile. He rolled out of bed and padded barefoot across the hardwood floor, stretching slightly as he moved.
He found them in the living room.
