Rosemary
As Emma continued to dote on Aurora, her voice soft and playful as she whispered promises of future adventures, I felt Ethan’s hand tighten slightly around mine. His touch was steady, grounding, and when I glanced up at him, I saw his eyes fixed on our daughter. There was a depth to his gaze, a mixture of pride, love, and a quiet determination that made my heart ache in the best way.
Elliot, meanwhile, had taken a step back, observing with his usual quiet intensity. He said little, but his presence was solid, a quiet assurance that he was as invested in this moment as the rest of us. His dark eyes flicked between Emma and Aurora, his lips curving ever so slightly, as if he couldn’t quite hide his amusement at his sister’s enthusiasm.
“So,” Emma said, turning to me with a grin t
