*Noah*
Life had been extremely busy lately, so Zara and I decided to set some time aside early each morning to spend with Briella. Zara was able to break away from her studies for some breaks in order to tend to our daughter, but my duties were more often spent outside the mansion, so I wasn’t able to get as much time with our baby.
Fortunately, Briella was an early riser, even as an infant. I sat content in the plush rocking chair in the corner of the bright room as Zara got our daughter dressed and ready for the day. I could watch the gentle scene for hours if given the chance.
Zara was such a natural mother, which was even more remarkable considering the trauma we experienced immediately following Briella’s birth. I still thought about the haunted look my mate had in her eyes as we tried to persuade her to bond with our daughter initially. It hurt to think about it.
