Lyra's POV
I stared at the tiny baby, tiny fingers and soft pink skin. Jacob couldn't find the words, but his smile said everything as he held the little one. I shifted my gaze back to Rosario, who looked totally wiped out after hours of labor.
"Okay, just one more push," said Dr. Riacco, calm and composed. I brushed Rosario's hair back, feeling her grip on my hand tighten. Fear flickered in her tired eyes. She gave it all she had, and soon, another wail filled the air.
"It's another boy!" The doctor blurted, surprise on his face. I caught Jacob's eye; he was beaming. They had expected one girl and one boy. A nurse rushed over to clean the baby before handing him to Rosario. With the gentlest of touches, she placed the little boy on her chest, planting a sweet kiss on his head.
