Elias stared up at the ceiling, with both of his children in his arms. They pressed their faces into his naked chest and he never knew Half-Bloods' skins were warm. Heat transferred from their tiny bodies, reminding him of Adeline. There it was again. That same lump in his throat and the moistening of his eyes.
Elias had never cried for something before. Even when he was a little boy, he didn't cry for his parents. Shedding a tear was not something he was capable of. But when he thought of Adeline never opening her eyes, something cold trickled from his eyes.
"Nngh…" One of the babies squirmed after feeling something wet touch their head.
Elias glanced down to see it was the one who had his bright red eyes, but now, the color dimmed to a dark burgundy. This child was definitely a vampire. But what of the other one, with Adeline's eyes? That one was nestled softly in the crook of his neck, unmoving, but he heard their soft breathing.
