Upon arrival at the hospital, Dean and Bryana immediately got out of the car and walked at a leisurely pace down the corridor to the NICU room where their son was still undergoing treatment in an incubator. They strolled casually, sometimes kindly greeting visitors who smiled at them.
"You were smiling the whole way," Bryana muttered, glancing at Dean.
"Because I'm happy," Dean said, embracing Bryana from the side.
"Oh yeah, happy for what?" Bryan asked.
"This is the first time I'm enjoying the good times of being a dad. I can see my son is healthy and not fussy even though he is small, and my wife is healthy too," Dean explained as he continued walking.
Bryan nodded in understanding. She understands, Dean must still often remember the moment of Sofia's birth that was not comfortable because Clarissa was dead, and Sofia was always fussy. The woman hugged her husband's right arm tightly as she continued walking.
