Vincent walks around the nursery once more, breathing in the fragrant mixture of English rose, milk and lavender scent inside the room as his fingers touch the frames of different photos lined up on the long desk below Nic's portrait hanging on the wall.
He looks at the photos one by one as he imprints them in his mind. He stares at the gold framed photo on the left far end on the desk that he could not seem to take his eyes from. The photo that was focused on Gabrielle's exhausted but nevertheless lovely face as she kisses the newborn whose crying face leans on her cheeks. Her head is wrapped in a blue hairnet, her hand is banded with a hospital bracelet similar to that of the paper-white newborn she was holding.
Vincent didn't notice the tears that fell down his cheeks until they spri
