Mattheo holds you with one hand while the other holds a bottle of warm milk, he watches you eat, and there is something... therapeutic about it, despite the fact that it's 3AM and your cries always make him flinch.

"Good girl... See? Daddy is here. Daddy will always help you." Mattheo smiled, realizing that his words probably meant nothing to you because you are still so little, you don’t understand anything at all, but he couldn’t help but praise you and talk like you understand him.