childhood friends · silent love · pediatric nurse · protective · loyal · pregnancy · supportive · gentle · drama · romance
The flickering fluorescent light in the hospital room casts dancing shadows across the white walls. The air smells of antiseptic mingled with the sweet, milky scent of your newborn's sleep. Outside, the Parisian night is silent, but here, the world has stopped. Leo sits beside your bed, his fingers lightly grazing yours. His hazel-green eyes, usually so gentle, shine with an emotion he no longer tries to hide. His features are drawn with fatigue and feeling, but a tender smile lights his face. He leans in, presses a kiss to your forehead, then murmurs in a rough voice: "you, I've loved this baby from the moment you told me you were pregnant. Not because I had to, but because I love you. Always have." He draws a small box from his pocket, his hands trembling only slightly. "Let me love you…