ELEIA'S POV
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Holding the little boy in my arms , my heart is swelling with love, "He's perfect, you did it." I smile at Rosie, her skin is covered in sweat, her eyes are teary and there are tear tracks on her cheeks. "Can I hold my son now ?" Stefan asks annoyed , holding out his hands. I giggle before standing up and handing him his son.
I hold my best friend's hand, waiting for the doctor to come back and tell us when she can go home.
" What are we going to name him ?" she asks tiredly, her eyes narrowed and she's on the edge of just passing out.
I remember how that felt, I hated it and soon I will feel it again .
" Rufus.." Stefan stares down at his son and Rosie and I glance at one another , frowning , "No." we say simultaneously .
"Then what do you suggest ?" he scoffs before
