Thalia’s POV -
I set with baby Marcello in my hands, making sure his head rested carefully on my arm, everyone slowly getting used to sight of him not crying in my arms.
Sofia looked at me and I could see her wheels turning when she suddenly spoke “I know this is a bit odd, but he is barely eating today, mind trying?”, I smiled at her “sure thing”, she quickly pulled a bottle, water and formula and prepared a bottle “good luck”, she said as she passed it to me I took it with my free hand and placed the tip on his lip, but as expected she pulled away, unwilling to take it.
Sofia sighed “it was a long shot, thanks anyway”, I raised an eyebrow at her “question, does he take a pacifier?”, she shook her head “no, that’s why it’s even harder, when he starts crying there’s no stopping him”, I
