He approached a small pink wooden crib, where Olivia was peacefully asleep.

The baby was over a year old.

The spring sunlight filled the room, and the baby slumbered soundly.

The baby was tender, with brown curly hair.

Olivia resembled Alexis, though her features were bright and attractive, in contrast to Alexis’ delicate beauty.

Mark adored Olivia.

Olivia woke

eyes locked onto

leaned down, scooped her up, and, instead of shying away, the little girl nuzzled

eyes well

supporting her bottom with his hand,

you know I’m

Olivia couldn’t

snuggled her

milky scent emanating from her body. He adjusted her dress, and then walked out

still standing

loose long cardigan, her

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