39. Naya's POV
I am holding my baby girl in my hands– the most beautiful girl that I have ever seen!
She has red hair, something that neither my mother or I had. Did anyone in Erus’ family had such enchanting hair?
She has my eyes, Erus' perfectly carved lips. It's like someone poured equal versions of us into a jar and made the perfect baby.
But she is not perfect enough for Luna Bloodton. She refused to hold her again and she is throwing everything around.
Tears are streaming down my face, the servants are quietly picking after Luna Bloodton.
She rushes out of the room, leaving my and the doctor alone. He is the only one who isn't fazed by her disturbing reaction. He has an assuring smile on his face as he stitches me up.
“Doctor, I messed up.” I confess to him with a shaky
