Davina's POV
When Cooper reached his first birthday, I marked the milestone in the only way I could manage. Nothing extravagant, nothing boisterous. Just the two of us, a tiny cupcake with one flickering candle, and an abundance of love.
I cradled my son close, softly singing the melody that had become uniquely ours. My heart swelled with emotions I couldn't fully grasp, overflowing with both accomplishment and melancholy.
My little boy truly was the greatest blessing I'd ever received. In a reality that seemed determined to crush me, Cooper remained my beacon.
The way he burst into giggles over the tiniest moments, how he gripped my finger when exhaustion overtook him, how his smile revealed those precious baby teeth...he validated every struggle.
Each restless night, every solitary day, every silent war I waged alone...he justified it all.
