Stefan watched as Trixie continued to rock Mason in her arms. She was sitting on the edge of the bed with her focus solely on her son. While Stefan leaned on the wall beside the door with his arms folded in his chest.
Trixie wanted to ignore Stefan's presence but it was hard especially when Stefan just stared at them intently. She just hopes that Stefan will start speaking soon because it is getting uncomfortable. There is no way that she is going to speak first because honestly, she doesn't know what to say or how to start.
Compared to earlier, both of them were calmer now. They had let out all their pent-up emotions earlier. It might not be a conventional conversation but still, they talked. It might not be in the best way but still, they now felt better.
"Can I hold him?" Suddenly, Stefan said which startled Trixie. She raises her head to look at him. He was not looking at her but at Mason yet she could see the fondness in his eyes.
