20/04/2026
Novah leaned in close, her world suddenly quieter, softer—wrapped up in the tiniest person she’d ever known. She traced the whisper-fine hair along his face, marveled at his impossibly small toes and soft pink feet, and carefully held his tiny hands in hers. In that moment, she understood something wordless and deep—he was hers to love, to protect, to grow up beside.
He didn’t know it yet, but he already had a best friend. A big sister who would guide him, comfort him, and stand fiercely in his corner. And as Novah watched him sleep, completely in awe, a lifelong bond quietly began—woven from tenderness, wonder, and a love that had arrived just as fresh as he had.