*Caterina*
I woke up suspiciously late and immediately sat up, looking around for Emilia. She was the perfect baby in every way except for letting me sleep, and I instinctively knew that I had slept much later than usual. Elio was in the plush rocking chair in the corner holding her. He looked up at me and smiled, then back down at Emilia.
There was an expression on his face that he only had when he looked at Emilia. He was so filled with love and adoration for her and it showed in every smile line.
I could hardly look away from the two of them. It filled my heart with such joy just to see the way he loved her. I never had the chance to know my dad very well since he passed when I was so young, and seeing Elio with Emilia filled me with a strange sort of nostalgic longing. I would do anything to ensure that he was always able to be around for her.
