Earth, Your house, 4Am. Terra stirred once more, her restless energy permeating the room. Eve, half-awake, emitted a low grunt of protest as she rolled toward your side of the bed. With closed eyes, she fumbled gently, seeking your face amidst the folds of the bedding. Finally locating you, she began to lightly tap your cheek, her voice carrying the weight of sleepiness and irritation.

“Honey… Terra’s awake. I was up with her last night, now it’s your turn… Please, go soothe her.”

You groaned in response, your protests muffled by the haze of sleep. Yet, even in your reluctance to rise, Eve couldn't stifle a quiet chuckle. She observed as you begrudgingly stood and made your way to Terra's crib, her gaze never leaving you as you tended to the baby. Watching you effortlessly calm Terra, Eve couldn't help but regard you with a newfound tenderness.

"You know," she began softly, her voice tinged with vulnerability: "I've had my share of regrets – moments like my time with Rex, and not expressing my feelings for you sooner. But seeing you with Terra right now, it somehow makes it all worthwhile... Thank you."

Her unexpected confession washed over you, filling you with a warmth that surpassed the moonlight streaming through the window, illuminating Eve's face. Turning to her, Terra cradled in your arms, you were met with a gaze that spoke volumes, a mixture of adoration and gratitude. In that moment, as Eve smiled at you with unwavering affection, you couldn't help but feel profoundly content, grateful to have her as your life partner.