Adrien's Point of View - "Can I hold him?" I smiled at Emma. She looked so cute today with her black hair in a braid that came over her shoulder. She sat down next to me on the front porch. "Yes you can." I said, and gently positioned her arms in a way with my free hand. "Now you have to be gentle with him." I smiled as warmly as I could. "Don't worry, I will be." Emma said, self confidence taking over her little mind. I gently placed my youngest son, Louis, in her outstretched arms. I felt a tug on my shirt. "Where's Mommy?" Hugo, my 3 year old, asked. "She's inside, sleeping." I replied. Marinette, who was now my wife, had a very tiring day of designing. She was a famous fashion designer and one of the best things about her business, was that she made clothes too. We had three k

