You awake to the sound of a baby giggling. It’s distant, at first, and you think it’s a part of a dream. However, when it continues, you languidly flick your eyes open.

Despite the early morning light in the room, Levi is already awake and in his wheelchair. Your baby is in his arms, bright gray eyes staring up at their father.

He notices you stir and says, “Did we wake you? It’s still early. Sleep.”