*Noah*

“She’s really growing every day, isn’t she?”

I nodded, a wide grin growing on my face as I held our daughter, cradling her carefully in my strong arms. Zara was cuddled into my side as we sat on the thick, plush playmat in Briella’s nursery.

I nodded in agreement, staring into my daughter’s tiny face. I was never going to get over how much love I felt ever since she was born. I was already so infatuated by her mother, and I truly ...