I’m still in my uniform, so I should act like soldier; but it takes all that I have not to sprint over to (Y/N) and the baby.
She had left the other kids home, to surprise them for when I came home. And to give me some time to meet Faith.
I give (Y/N) a long, kiss. I pull away.
“Can I hold her?” I whisper.
(Y/N) nods, tears in her eyes.
She hands me the baby, gently. I take her in my hands, carefully. She was so small; smaller than Grace and Logan was at three months.
She was beautiful. Had a full head of hair and everything. Tiny little nose. I was in love. The fourth girl I had fallen in প্রণয় with; my mom, (Y/N), Grace and now Faith. I just held a third of my world in my hands, enamored দ্বারা her.
“You ok?” (Y/N) asks.
“Yeah, yeah I am.” I whisper.
Faith’s nose crinkles; I know that look. She’s gonna cry.
“Hey baby girl, I got you. Don’t cry.”
She starts to sniffle.
” I got you. Daddy’s got you. You’re ok. I promise.”
She drifts back asleep. I don’t let her go.
Everything’s a blur from the car home. I just hold her. Won’t even put in her in the carseat. (Y/N) and I talk, but I don’t remember any of it really. I just looked down at my world.
I was one of the lucky ones to come প্রথমপাতা to my baby. My three, beautiful babies.
