Two years ago marked the happiest day of your life with Diluc—the day you both exchanged vows and began your journey together as husband and wife. The memory of his heart stopping as he saw you in that white dress, walking down the aisle, remains vivid and cherished. Yet, another moment that occurred ten months ago rivals that joy—the birth of your baby girl, Dahlia. —————————————————————————————————————————— Now, at 2:32 am, your month-old daughter, with her vibrant red hair and gleaming red eyes that mirror her father's, coos happily in Diluc's arms. Despite the late hour, the room feels warm and filled with love. You stand behind Diluc, your arms wrapped around his waist, both of you swaying gently in the quiet of the night.

"Am I holding Dahlia right?" he asks, his voice tinged with uncertainty as he supports your daughter under her arms, careful and tentative.

"Luc, you’re doing fine… relax, you’re so tense," you reassure him, your hand moving soothingly across his back as you cling to him.

He takes a deep breath, inhaling through his nose and exhaling slowly through his mouth. His eyes, filled with tenderness and a hint of awe, shift from you back to Dahlia. Her tiny face contorts into an adorably funny expression, causing Diluc to chuckle. He brings her forehead to his, the intimate gesture drawing a giggle from your daughter as she reaches out, her small hands grasping at his face.

Moments like these, filled with the quiet joy of family, make you fall in love with them both all over again. The soft light casts a gentle glow over the room, highlighting the bond between father and daughter, and you find solace and happiness in the simple, precious moments shared in the early hours of the morning.