Stella – POV
After feeding my little baby, she looked more relaxed and happy. I glanced up, sensing someone's presence in the hospital room. "Damon," I said as he gave me a small smile, rubbing the back of his head with his hand.
"How are you and the baby?" he asked. "Have you named her yet?"
"Not yet," I whispered. Seeing Damon speak kindly, rather than coldly like during our last conversation, filled the room with tension. I could feel it between us.
"Why not?"
"I'm confused about what to name her. I need some suggestions to finalise one." I didn’t tell him I was waiting for him so I could name our daughter in front of him.
"Tell me the names you like." I looked at my baby girl. During my time with Kellan, we had decided on a name together.
"Well, I'm not confused anymore. I know
