Chapter 1819

Life doesn't offer second chances, but when everything falls into place...

Outside the maternity ward, the cry of a newborn sent a ripple of tension through the room.

“How’s my wife? Is she okay?”

Andrew, normally the picture of calm and sophistication, was now a bundle of nerves, like a kid lost in a crowd.

“Please, stay calm! Both mom and baby are perfectly fine!”

The nurse tried her best to calm him down.

Hearing “mom and baby are fine” seemed to light a fire of excitement in Andrew.

“Safe and sound! That’s all that counts!”

“Andrew, over here! The baby’s out already.”

Andrew’s dad cradled the baby, beaming, “Look at this little sweetheart, she’s the spitting image of Damita.”

Andrew gazed at the newborn, his eyes filled with pure affection.

My parents called me over, “Ethan, come meet your little sister.”

I moved closer, curiosity piqued as I studied the tiny new life.

Her hand was so soft, like cotton candy, fragile and precious.

Her big, round eyes were locked on me, unblinking.

Oddly enough, she stopped crying the moment she saw me.

“Sophie and Ethan, they’ve got some sort of magic connection.”

As soon as those words left their mouths, the baby cooed and reached out for me.

Her tiny fingers wrapped around mine, and she seemed delighted by the touch.

I’d never seen a baby being born before, never truly grasped the miracle of life.

But in that instant, I felt a wave of warmth I’d never known.

A warmth that seeped into my soul, pure and cleansing.

“Look, she’s reaching for him. Seems like she really likes our Ethan.”

Mom gently touched the baby’s forehead, joking, “Wouldn’t it be sweet if you became our daughter-in-law someday? We’d spoil you rotten.”

Dad chimed in warmly, “Ethan might just become the kind of husband who cherishes his wife.”

We all shared a lighthearted chuckle, knowing it was just playful banter.

I looked at Sophie in Dad’s arms, and she looked right back at me.

New life is a wonder, almost as if an invisible thread tied us together.

From that moment on, I felt an instinctive urge to protect her.

Not because I had to, but because it just felt right.

Andrew and Damita were always busy, as were my parents.

So, the task of looking after Sophie fell to me.

Thankfully, Sophie wasn’t like other babies. She didn’t cry much or fuss, just needed diaper changes.

Every time she saw me, she’d giggle, loving to be held or lifted high.

But she saved that giggle just for me.

Once, when a maid tried to hold her, Sophie nipped her wrist.

I had to put down my textbooks and scoop her up, which finally soothed her.

“Ethan, your mom and I are heading out on a business trip. Make sure you look after Sophie! Your homework can wait; you’ve got it covered anyway.”

Mom and Dad dashed out, leaving Sophie in my care.

Mom was different from Dad.

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