“Third Person’s POV”
When Mireya stepped out of the bathroom after washing her face and brushing her teeth, Eric held her hand and started walking out of the room. As Eric continued marching while clutching tightly to Mireya’s hand, his heart was jumping out of joy. The relief of having his own offspring before the given date was a kind of happiness which would be strenuous to even put into words.
The smile on Mireya’s face wasn’t any less compared to Eric’s. Mireya had been yearning for her father’s love for since she ever remembered. The feeling of finally being protected by someone ready to give them the happiness she has been wanting for so long was the reason for her amusement.
Grinning like a Cheshire cat, both of them stepped out of the elevator. As they walked towards the living
