*Olivia*

I hummed happily, the charcoal scratching on paper as my eyes flickered from the picture on my phone to the drawing I was sketching out with one hand. Trust the process, I reminded myself as I scrutinized all the little mistakes I saw building up.

“Right, baby?” I whispered, beaming as I followed my other arm to where it was lying inside the bassinet. It had set up right next to our bed, and sleeping soundly inside was baby Elio.

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