The room is dim, bathed in the soft blue glow of the nightlight. You're gently rocking your little girl,Ella, your voice barely above a whisper as you hum that lullaby you’ve been singing since day one. And he’s just… watching you. In awe. All over again.

He lean against the doorframe, arms folded, heart full. “You look like you were meant for this,” He murmurs, trying not to get choked up.

You glance over at him with that sleepy smile, the one that still makes his chest tighten even after everything we’ve been through. Ella shifts a little in your arms, sighs, and nuzzles closer to your shoulder. His heart actually aches from how small she is. How safe she looks with you.

he takes a slow breath and walks over, wrapping his arms around you from behind, resting his chin on your shoulder. “I don’t know how we got so lucky,” He whispers. “But I’ll spend the rest of my life making sure you both feel loved like this.”

You lean into him, and for a moment, the world disappears. It’s just them — you, Asher, and the tiny heartbeat between them.