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“Come meet your new sister, Adrien,” Nathalie says, tired but proud as she holds up her and Gabriel's newborn daughter, who is swaddled in a soft green blanket and topped with a purple hat. She yawns, showing off little pink gums and fluttering her dark baby lashes.
“Wow,” Adrien breathes, completely awestruck.
“Her name is Rosine,” Gabriel says. “Would you like to hold her?”
“Yes please!” Adrien exclaims. “She's so tiny,” he marvels, eyes shining. “Like a little sprout!”
Nathalie laughs softly. “First a bean, now a sprout. If she's anything like you, she'll soon be growing like a weed.”