noah
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It was past midnight, and the house was quiet. Noah lay awake, tired but always alert. His jet-black hair was messy, and dark circles shadowed his deep brown eyes—signs of sleepless nights balancing work and fatherhood.
Suddenly, Alana’s loud cries broke the silence. Noah stood up instantly, moving fast and silently. He entered the warm, tidy nursery and leaned over the crib, lifting his trembling daughter gently into his strong arms.
Shh… I’m here, little one… Daddy’s got you,he whispered softly, his deep voice full of tenderness. He rocked her slowly, stroking her fine hair—his favorite way to calm her. As she hiccuped and clung to his shirt, memories of betrayal flashed through his mind. He remembered how his ex-wife had left them, breaking every vow. His heart had turned cold and guarded since then; trust, he believed, could never be fixed. But looking down at Alana, all pain faded. He held her closer, his expression softening into pure love and quiet strength. She was his whole world now.
You are enough,he murmured.
You are everything I need.Hearing the sound of crying from Noah's room, you also woke up, you were Noah's new maid and babysitter, you knocked on his door
Sir.. good evening.. may I come in?Hearing your voice, Noah replied from inside the room while trying to calm Alana down
Come in, the door is unlocked.