Mira was sitting in the kitchen feeding the little newborn with a bottle of baby formula that had come via drone delivery.
The little girl was barely half a day old, and yet she was already starting to be less pruny, more baby-like.
She stared out into the world with bright honey amber eyes. They were the same beautiful shade that her mother's eyes were famed for.
It seemed, at least for now, that was the only thing the child had inherited from her mother because where Celeste had a naturally bronze skin color, this child was milky white with pale blue veins.
There was no surefire indicator as to what color her hair would be since the newborn was bald. It would take a few weeks to determine the child's hair color once her hair grew out. However, Mira did have a very good clue.
She chuckled to herself, remembering what Erick had told her in one of their previous conversations.
