Night Visits with Evening Stories

"Little one, I'll tell you a story," the golden-haired boy said as he tucked the baby in his arms.

From the window where they were, he walked to the nearest chair. Gently as he moved, he tightened his grip on the little one.

Before sitting her on his lap, he tucked a few strands of her little golden hair into her ears

Herena unconsciously looked at the young boy. Her emerald green eyes depicted his reflection, and the young boy only chuckled again

His gaze toward the baby was soft. It was enough to know that Herena was in safe hands.

The baby couldn't stop herself from giggling. As she eyed the golden-haired boy, her tiny hands went to mid-air

She was waving them in opposite directions to each other. The young boy giggled at the baby's gestures. Then the young boy tightly hugged her in his arms

When he looked at the bookshelves, they were composed of small books for babies. His lips formed a flat line as he shook his head