Zoe woke up around noon.

The moment she opened her eyes, Yanni was in her arms. She was wearing a light pink onesie, sleeping soundly. An inexplicable joy rose in Zoe’s chest when she looked at her baby’s features.

A moment later, she felt warm tears building up in her eyes.

Then, Yanni woke up. At first, she cried a little. Then, she seemingly smelled her mother’s scent and started to wriggle towards her. She was still too young, though. So, she was having a problem doing that.

Zoe was still feeling weak, but she leaned over and moved to breastfeed her. It was all new to her, though, so she was a little clumsy when she tried to undo the clasp of her nursing bra.

Yanni could wait no longer and burst into tears, her face turning red.

Then, a warm hand undid the clasp for her. She could hear Mason’s voice when he spoke affectionately, “You’re still new to this. So, it might hurt a little!”

Still refusing to speak with him, she resorted to giving him a cold shoulder. Lowering her