Chapter 66

(Emily’s POV).

“It’s Christopher, Love. We can call him Chris or Christo.” Mike said, his voice a mix of pride and disbelief as he held our baby in his arms.

I couldn’t take my eyes off the tiny face peering up at us, his little mouth forming a soft O, as if he was ready to take on the world.

That day, our son was born. The moment felt surreal, as though I was watching a scene unfold in a movie.

Mike leaned down, kissing my forehead, and then my lips, a gentle whisper of gratitude spilling from his mouth.

“Thank you for giving birth to Christopher.”

Tears welled in my eyes, the emotions of the past hours crashing over me like waves.

“I love you both so much,” I whispered, my voice trembling.

It was a love I never knew could exist, so raw and overwhelming that it filled every corner of my heart.

Mike watched me closely, his gaze tender yet filled with a mixture of awe and relief. He had been my rock through the storm of labor, his hands gripping mine as I fought through each wave