Chapter 3

In the afternoon, Mom and Dad returned, carrying a blue bassinet embroidered with little bears.

Mom couldn't stop smiling, placing the bassinet in the center of the living room and telling Dad, "Noah will definitely love this. He always loved sleeping with a teddy bear."

Dad glanced at my room, then quietly asked, "Shouldn't we check on Scarlett?"

Mom's face instantly hardened. "Why check on her? She'll come out when she's hungry."

She sat by the bassinet, gently rocking it, humming a lullaby, her eyes filled with a tenderness that could melt.

I floated closer, looking at the blue bassinet.