Novas first steps 🥹

The soft glow of the nursery nightlight cast long shadows across the room as Zoid watched Nova, their tiny daughter, stir in her sleep. A contented sigh escaped Zoid’s lips, a stark contrast to the whirlwind of emotions that had consumed them since Nova’s arrival. Luke, ever the steady presence, leaned against the doorframe, a gentle smile playing on his lips as he observed the scene.

“She’s beautiful, isn’t she?” he murmured, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through Zoid.

Zoid turned, their heart swelling with a love so profound it felt like a physical ache. “She’s everything,” they replied, their voice thick with emotion. “Everything I never knew I wanted.”