MALIA’S POV

Her little nose, her rosy cheeks, the way her lips quivered as she adjusted to the world outside the womb – everything about her was enchanting.

Sarah squeezed my hand, her eyes filled with pride and love. "You did it, Malia. You brought her into the world."

"Thank you," I said, my heart bursting with gratitude. "I couldn't have done it without you."

The hours that followed were a blur of firsts. Ella's first feeding, her first diaper change, and her first nap in my arms. Every moment was precious, every detail etched into my memory. I marvelled at her tiny toes, her delicate fingers, and the way...