NANDI MOOR
I walked in first into the apartment and then my brother followed, carrying his favorite person in her baby car seat, sleeping so peacefully. I honestly wanted to go back to the village and continue staying there. That place is not as busy as cities are. But, Austin refused profusely and obligated that we live in his apartment. It is big enough for all of us.
“Welcome home,” Austin announced happily.
I carefully perched myself on the couch and exhaled in relief. My C section still hurts, so I need to be careful and not hurt myself, or the stitches will come off.
“Are you hungry? Would you like to order something?” He asks, placing Kylie next to me. She’s been up since fifteen minutes ago. Her eyes are breathtaking. My baby girl is so adorable.
“Maybe later. I just want
