And, as if the universe itself responded to that perfect harmony of hearts, Thor appeared in the garden, holding little Safira in his arms. The baby whimpered softly, her flushed face pressed against her father’s chest.

“She wants something only you can give her, my love,” Thor said with a serene smile as he approached and leaned forward slightly to place their daughter in her mother’s arms.

Celina received her with tenderness, guided by an almost sacred instinct. She settled the baby carefully