One Month Later
I smiled as I looked down to my beautiful babies. I held one in each arm as Ryker stood next to the bed. It had been a long labor and I was exhausted. We had been taking a walk when my water broke and Ryker carried me bridal style into the hospital yesterday afternoon. Thirty-six hours later and I have a beautiful daughter and a handsome son.
I felt odd after birthing though, as if I lost a part of myself. Ryker took our son and snuggled him as I gazed down to our daughter. I traced the tip of my fingers along her soft and delicate skin and hummed softly.
Her eyes opened widely and they were glowing a green color and soon dulled down. I looked over to Ryker and he looked down at me. "She's been blessed or my gifts have passed to her, our first born. I wonder if that is
