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It was always referred to as the miracle of life, yet no one ever truly divulged into ALL of the in’s and out’s of raising a child. Still, neither Striga nor Morana would trade it for anything else in the world.
Neither imagined themselves as mothers, but here the present stood before them. A beautiful child, a young girl that stole their hearts and had their affections wrapped around her little fingers. Adopted into their little family, both women realized that she was a gift that be their legacy for all time.
Seeing her daughter’s smile and hearing the high-pitched laughter, Striga’s heart couldn’t help but leap in some fashion. She always thought herself too serious, stern or strict, but there was always an exception. Well, two exceptions in that case.
Morana noticed the dazed off smile that painted Striga’s face, slightly tightening her embrace around her wife. “Are you alright my love? You seem a bit…distracted this evening.” Striga looked down at her spouse, an endearing smile spread across her face as she placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.
“It’s nothing to worry about, my love….just that…just that I’m glad to have this. You. Our child. Swear this is not a dream sometimes?”
Morana let out a soft laugh before she kissed her wife’s cheek. “Does that count enough as real to you, my love?”