Louis smiled and held her hand. The little girl smiled sweetly. Immediately he set his eyes on her a while ago, he knew she was his. She's the spitting image of his grandma.
He saw her face and it felt as if he was staring at his grandma. She's so beautiful with her dimples as she smiles at him.
"Dora" Louis called her name and held her hand. He stood up and came to stay by her bedside. He couldn't contain the excitement he now feels holding his own daughter and seeing her smile back at him.
"How are you? Are you feeling a bit strong?" Louis asked and Dora shook her head "I feel weak and tired. Where is my mummy and who are you?"
Louis smiled. "Your mummy is resting in the lounge. And don't worry, you will get to know me soon" he said and went to check on Pamela in the lounge
