Zoe woke up around noon.

The moment she opened her eyes, Yanni was in her arms. She was wearing a light pink onesie, sleeping soundly. An inexplicable joy rose in Zoe’s chest when she looked at her baby’s features.

A moment later, she felt warm tears building up in her eyes.

Then, Yanni woke up. At first, she cried a little. Then, she seemingly smelled her mother’s scent and started to wriggle towards her. She was still too young, though. So, she was having a problem doing that.

Zoe was sti