After Emma's heartfelt announcement about her and Victor, the joyful atmosphere in Camila's hospital room only grew warmer. The tiny baby lay peacefully in her mother's arms, while everyone chatted with excitement, basking in the glow of this unforgettable night.
Emma sat beside Camila, gazing at the newborn with tenderness before whispering with a soft smile,
"She's perfect... I never imagined something so small could be this beautiful."
Camila chuckled quietly, careful not to wake the baby. "At least she didn't inherit all of Jacob's features!"
Jacob raised a brow in mock offense. "Really? And what if she ends up looking just like me? She'll be the most beautiful child in the world."
Emma laughed, and Mike added from his chair with a smirk,
"I just hope she doesn't inherit your stubbornness—then we'd really be in trouble."
Lara gently placed her hand on Camila's shoulder, grinning.
"Don't worry, she has a mom who knows how to keep things in check."
Jacob looked like he was about to respond, but wisely stayed silent—prompting a burst of laughter from everyone in the room.
In the midst of all the teasing, Emma and Victor exchanged a quiet glance—soft, steady, and full of unspoken affection. Then Camila turned to Emma and asked gently,
"Emma... are you happy now?"
Emma paused, her gaze drifting to Victor. His eyes met hers with a calm, loving warmth. She gave a soft nod and smiled.
"Yes... more than I ever thought I could be."
Victor gave her hand a small, reassuring squeeze—her words were all he needed to hear.
Before things could turn more emotional, Mike cut in with his usual playful tone:
"Well, since everything's settled now... can we talk about food? Is there no cake for this occasion?"
Lara gasped and playfully hit his arm.
"Really? You're thinking about food now?"
He shrugged without shame.
"I'm just saying—it's not a proper celebration without cake!"
Laughter echoed once more, and Camila shook her head.
"Tomorrow, Mike... I just want some sleep tonight."
One by one, everyone began saying their goodbyes, promising to return the next day. Jacob stayed by Camila's side, ready for his first night as a father.
Emma and Victor walked out of the hospital together, side by side beneath a quiet night sky. Emma stopped suddenly and looked up at him, her voice shy:
"Do you think... someday, we'll be here too? Like Jacob and Camila?"
Victor paused, studying her face before he gently wrapped his arm around her.
"I don't think... I know we will."
Her cheeks turned a gentle pink, and she didn't say another word—she simply leaned her head against his shoulder, embracing the warmth of the moment. A moment that reminded her that the love she thought was lost... had returned even stronger than before.
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To be continued...
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