Rohan carefully held her out to Belle, who stepped closer to gaze down at the baby. Her brows lifted in astonishment at the sight of those clear hazel eyes. "Oh, God…" she murmured, awe and wonder threading through her voice at the little baby.
"She has your looks, my love. Here, hold her." Rohan handed the baby to her, and she took her gently, feeling warmth rise in her heart.
"Roseline…" Belle muttered with a soft smile, using her index finger to touch the girl's round cheeks, rubbing and feeling the softness of her skin while her heart warmed up to the baby immediately. Roseline's lips twitched upward in a full smile, causing Belle to giggle, then she bent to show Angel his sister's smile. "Look, she's smiling. She's adorably small."
Angel, who had looked sad for a moment, smiled and nodded. "She smiles a lot, Mama. When I carry her, she smiles at me too."
"Does she? That's wonderful."
