Finn asked.
"Yes."
Anna carried the child over, squeezing Julian Ford out of the way.
"Isn't he cute!"
The baby was only a few days old, so small that Finn's heart ached.
"Cute."
Finn felt weak all over, and upon seeing his son's little face, his heart warmed immediately.
"I have to take him back now."
"The doctor said he can't be outside for too long."
"Alright," Finn said gratefully to Anna, "Anna, thank you."
"What are you thanking me for!" Anna looked at the little cutie, "Your son is my godson."
"Besides, Mr. Ford's entire focus is on you. You don't have time to care for him, so I'm just right to take over."
Lately, The Morgan Family's issues had been troubling her, but the baby's birth took away all her worries.
All those awful things, she barely thought about them while spending her days shuttling between the hotel and the hospital, even just standing outside the glass window felt good.
"Why didn't you tell me that the baby was already born?"
