Chapter 147
Chapter 147:
He helped me settle in, and soon Elsa placed Sofia in my arms with gentle care. As I cradled her, she blinked and opened her eyes, staring up at me. They were a bright blue—so clear and beautiful. I knew they might change in the coming days.
“Well, hello there, my sweet girl,” I whispered, my heart overflowing. “You’re perfect. Yes, you are p>
I’d never seen anything so tiny and beautiful as Sofia. There was something so pure and innocent about her that I could barely look away. I lifted a hand and softly stroked her cheek, watching her eyes flutter closed again. A quiet smile tugged at my lips. It still didn’t feel real that she was mine.
“Are you ready for the rest of the family to come in?” the midwife asked gently from the doorway.
“Yes, please,” I replied, my smile widening.
I couldn’t wait to introduce her to everyone. I knew they’d fall in love with her as quickly as I had. Davidson stepped into the hallway and told them they could come in. In an instant, the room filled with hugs, happy tears, and the rustle of gift bags. Every face softened as they gathered around Sofia. Seeing her surrounded by people who already loved her so fiercely filled me with joy.
After an hour, our family began heading home. I didn’t want them to leave, but they needed rest. The room grew quiet again, leaving only the three of us. I fed Sofia, then Davidson lifted her carefully and tucked her into the bassinet beside my bed. He slipped under the covers next to me, and I immediately curled into his chest. He held me tight, as always, his arms soothing and steady.
𝘊𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯
“I think everyone’s already fallen in love with Sofia,” he said, kissing my forehead with a smile.
“I think you’re right. Can you blame them? She’s perfect,” I murmured.
“She really is,” he said, his smile full of pride. “And, Winona… I’m so proud of you.” He kissed the top of my head. “You gave me the most wonderful gift—our daughter. She’s so lucky to have you as her mother p>
“She’s lucky to have both of us, Davidson. Not just me,” I smiled, brushing my lips against his neck.
“We have our little girl, and in two months it’ll be our wedding day. You’ll finally be Mrs. Winona Briggs, and I can’t wait,” he said happily.
“And I can’t wait to be your wife, Davidson,” I whispered, warmth blooming in my chest.
He leaned in and kissed me—soft and tender—sending heat shivering through me. Even though it was quick, it left me breathless. He pulled the blanket up over us, and I nestled closer, resting my head against his chest.
I could hear his heart pounding, a sound I’d come to adore. Mine raced the same way whenever we were together. It might sound cheesy, but it was true—my heart really did beat for him. And in that moment, I realized I didn’t want to wait two more months to marry him.
“Davidson, I don’t want to wait. Is there any way to move up the wedding? I don’t care if it’s something simple—nothing expensive or complicated,” I asked.