He gently brushed Sofía's hair back from her damp face and pressed a tender kiss to her forehead.
"You are my strong woman," he whispered reverently.
Then he kissed her softly, lovingly, sealing the moment as their daughter's cries echoed around them.
Corinne washed the newborn gently while Cécile helped swaddle her in a soft cloth, lifting the tiny child carefully against her chest. Claire, Jeanne, Corinne, and Rebecca gathered close around Cécile, their gazes fixed on the infant with quiet reverence. The moment the baby's eyes fluttered open, a collective gasp of wonder filled the room.
Across the room, Doc tended to Sofía, cleaning her with careful hands before assisting Fernando in settling her properly against the pillows. A warm duvet was drawn over her fragile body.
