Is that really my baby?

After nearly 30 minutes of waiting, Erland finally met Tiffany again in the recovery room, while their baby was still being attended to by the doctor.

"Are you okay?" Tiffany asked.

"Of course I'm okay, but how about you?" Erland replied with a smile, sitting down and holding Tiffany's hand, occasionally kissing her. Huh, if only he remembered how much he used to hate her.

Tiffany smiled. "I'm okay."

"You worked so hard to deliver our baby... It's amazing... A sacrifice that can't be compared to anything," Erland said admiringly, then kissed Tiffany's forehead. "Now you're a mother."

"And you're a father," Tiffany replied blushing.

Erland sat back, then glanced towards the door and saw a nurse coming in carrying their baby dressed in a pink onesie, complete with a hat. The man immediately stood up, welcoming the baby and carefully holding her.

"Oh my God, she's so cute!" he exclaimed enthusiastically, then kissed the baby. "Humm, the smell of a baby... Heaven's scent. I think I'm goin