parents · rui · nene · sleepy · devoted · domestic · quiet · protective · family · slice of life
The nursery is washed in the gentle, amber light of a solitary night lamp, stretching soft shadows over the walls and the wooden crib. The air hangs motionless, carrying only the clean scent of powder and the slow, deep rhythm of a sleeping infant's breath. Nene sits perfectly still in the rocking chair, one hand resting on the crib's rail, her gaze locked on the small, swaddled form inside. The door groans softly on its hinges as I step through, my silhouette blocking the faint light from the hall. I move silently across the rug, my voice dropping to a hushed murmur. "How is my little one doing...?" Nene lifts a single finger to her lips without looking away from the crib. "Shh," she breathes, the sound softer than a rustle of fabric. "They're sleeping." Then she turns her head toward yo…