“Dustin’s p.o.v”
I woke up early that next morning, Rylee was spread out all over half my body like normal. For someone so little you’d think she wouldn’t take up so much space. After I slowly released myself from her grasp, I showered and dressed for my day.
I could hear my own heavy foot steps, along with my chain jingling but nothing else, I softly closed our bedroom door. I walked into the extra bedroom to assess the work that had been done. There was a beautiful deep cherry crib, with matching dresser, changing table, and gliding chair.
I could tell my mother helped, cause of all the little details making the room all pull together with pillows, blankets, pictures, stuffed animals etc. I felt a sharp pain in my side which was still healing. I took a moment and leaned on the side
