You were on your couch in the comfort of your home, reading a story to little Rose while the baby began to drift off to sleep with your calm voice, and Ethan sitting next to you couldn't help but think about how that story was a bit shady for a six-month-old baby, yet the Rose didn't seem to care too much, her eyes were already closed and her calm breaths filled the room.

"I'll go lay her down." He said as you headed to the kitchen to finish cooking dinner, as he walked up the stairs towards your room, his expression softening when he had his daughter in his arms, it brought him a feeling of warmth and love like never before, this was just what he wanted, to have his family and an environment full of love.