Willow stirs beside me. I admire my daughter who sleeps beside her father. Her very proud father.
His grey eyes are wide and full of love, like the minute we brought Willow into the world seven months ago. He traces Willow’s full cheek and then smiles up at me.
He is such a proud man and I feel my heart beat faster within my chest. I smile at my husband and kiss his lips as our daughter wakes beside us.
I look down at our daughter, letting her capture my finger inside her fist. I gaze back up at my husband but my stomach sinks at his side of the bed being empty.
I swallow the lump in my throat and lift up Willow to sit on the mattress and hold her little body up, supporting it with my arm.
A soft knock sounds at my bedroom door and I look up, smiling at Prim who stands with a cup of tea in her hand.
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