Sarah’s POV
I had no idea what time it was, when I felt the touch of a soft little palm on my cheeks, waking me up from my beauty sleep. I opened my eyes and found myself looking into the honey-colored gaze of my little dark-haired boy, who has become my constant source of joy.
"Mom." Tristán's melodious and cheerful voice made me smile from ear to ear, and I wrapped my arms around his little body to shower him with kisses, causing him to laugh in an uncontrollable manner, which was infectious.
"What is this naughty boy doing awake so early?" I said, planting a few more kisses on his cheek when I realized that he shouldn't be here, and I hadn't even heard the sound of the monitor that connected my room to his. "How did you get in here, you little rascal?"
"They're so cute! They make me
