Caelen was patting Eiran to sleep when Soren entered the room. He settled onto the sofa nearby, "What is placing the names in the box?"
Caelen got up and walked up to him, "Wanna see? Come with me."
They entered the dressing room connected to Soren's room. Caelen slid open a drawer and took out a little transparent plastic box.
"You see the little papers folded? After writing the name of the baby, you write wishes for the baby every day and fill the box," Caelen handed it to him. "It's just like giving the baby blessings before birth."
To Soren, it felt childish, but he was fascinated. "It's a good way to show love."
"Wanna add a wish?" He looked at Caelen's warm smile.
"My wish is only one. Please don't hurt my Caelen until you come out."
Something tingled inside Caelen's chest. "The wishes are for the baby, not me."
Soren gently placed his hand on Caelen's belly, "I just want you two to be healthy."
