Luna

King Adonis

"She's gorgeous," I gently ran my hand over the top of our little girl's head as she soundly slept after Cloud had breastfed her.

She looked just like Cloud. A spitting image with wild red curly hair, a button nose and her entire body covered in freckles. She had a mix of our eyes. Prominently more green but had specs of Clouds blue. Her cheeks were rosy and her lips pouted as she softly breathed. She was small. Much smaller than Blue and Rain. I knew they were going to be excited to meet her.

I did not know how I went through Cloud giving birth drunk. I half remembered it but I was lucky Iris had brought my video camera with her so I could film. I saw a clip of my face and it explained why Cloud had been giving me a slight cold shoulder.