Total pages in book: 168
Estimated words: 153571 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 768(@200wpm)___ 614(@250wpm)___ 512(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 153571 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 768(@200wpm)___ 614(@250wpm)___ 512(@300wpm)
"Do you want to hold her?" she asks Mila.
Mila nods, crying softly.
The nurse steps up to the side of the bed and places Stella on Mila's chest. As soon as she's on Mila, she stops crying and snuggles into her. Mila's hands shake as she holds Stella against her body.
The world falls away as my eyes lock on the sight before me. I've never seen anything more beautiful than Mila holding our little girl. They're perfect. Jesus. So fucking perfect, I can't breathe through the lump in my throat.
Mila reaches for one of my hands and places it over little Stella.
"She's so tiny," I whisper, awed at how big my hand looks compared to her tiny little body.
"She's nine pounds, seven ounces, and twenty-three inches long," a nurse says. "She's a little bit big, but she's healthy."
"She's perfect," Mila says, exhaustion and happiness in her voice as tears trickle down her cheeks again.
I press my lips to her sweaty temple, kissing her over and over as we hold our little girl for the first time. The doctor and nurses continue to move around us, cleaning Mila up and putting the room back in order. I stay exactly where I'm at the entire time…exactly where I'm meant to be, with my woman and our baby in my arms.
"She's so perfect," Tahani whispers to me a couple of hours later, her eyes locked on her little sister as she holds her. Stella snuggles against her chest, sleeping peacefully in her big sister's arms.
Mila's sleeping on my chest, her body curled around me. She did so fucking good. God, she's incredible.
"Yeah, she is," I murmur, fighting back tears. There are no words for the adoration I feel for Mila as I watch my daughters together for the first time. I never imagined I'd have this. I never knew I wanted this. Until Mila offered me two weeks, I thought I was content with my life the way it was. But having Mila in my arms while Tahani holds her baby sister is so far beyond perfect. It's everything.
"Hi Stella," Tahani whispers to her little sister, running a fingertip down her tiny pink cheek. She's totally captivated by the baby in her arms. "I'm your big sister. We're going to have so much fun."
"This is perfect," Mila says, her voice thick with sleep.
I glance down to find her eyes open, watching Tahani and Stella with a soft, sleepy look on her face. Happiness brims in her eyes, and I know she feels the same sense of completion I do.
"Thank you," I whisper, not even giving a fuck when I feel a tear roll down my cheek. "Thank you for giving me this, baby. I love you so much."
Mila smiles and reaches up to brush the tear away. "I love you too, Roman."
I bury my face in her hair and breathe her in, completely at peace for the first time in my life.