No response. But he never expected one. Not yet. "I came early today," he said, trying to sound light, like this was normal. Like she would answer him any second. A faint smile touched his lips. "And today…" He paused.
Something shifting in his chest. "I felt your brother kick." His thumb brushed slowly over her small fingers. "It was amazing, Seren," he whispered, his voice thickening slightly. "Strong… stubborn." A small breath left him.
"You'd like him." Silence answered him. His smile faded just a little. "You need to wake up soon, okay?" he added, quieter now. "Daddy misses you." The word lingered.
Daddy. It didn't come as easily as he pretended. It carried weight. Regret. Time lost. "Elara…" he said after a moment, his jaw tightening slightly at the name. "She was a bad influence."
A breath. Slow. Controlled. "But mummy Amara..." His voice softened again.
