Chapter 53

• Leo's pov
• I awoke to the soft light of dawn filtering through the curtains, the promise of a new day gently nudging him awake. Mira turned to my side, my eyes softening as I gazed at my sleeping wife, Mira. Her face was serene, framed by a cascade of dark hair that spilled over her pillow. She was six months pregnant, and the gentle curve of her belly was a constant reminder of the life growing inside her.
• Carefully, I slipped out of bed, determined not to wake her. I moved with the quiet precision of someone who had mastered the art of early mornings, heading downstairs to the kitchen. I paused at Rachel’s room, smiling at the sight of my Five -year-old daughter tangled in her blankets, her soft snores filling the air.