Brandon’s POV
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I didn’t know how long I cried, holding my baby girl, until a familiar hand touched my shoulder.
“Daddd…” I cried, showing the little human in my hand who was sleeping. Ar first, he looked at me in confusion, maybe trying to understand whether I was crying out of joy or…., but soon he realized the situation, and tears started brimming in his eyes.
‘All I want him or her to be healthy and strong. Nothing more than that. I couldn’t wait to hear grandpa from her or his broken voice.’
‘Damn, this is the best news I have heard after so many years. Thank you so much, sweetheart. Thank you for making me, grandpa. Thank you. Thank you so much.’
Dad took our Princess in his hand this time and started crying. After all, even he had waited for her to meet her.
While Bruce kept
