Rose PoV
I was both smiling and worried as Saffron gently raised our baby into the air. Anis clapped her hands and giggled, her little body lifting just above his head, and for a moment, she was weightless, reveling in the thrill of the moment. The way she lit up, her arms reaching up as if she could touch the sky, filled my heart with joy. But I couldn't help the twinge of anxiety that crept in every time he lifted her.
"Just be careful!" I called out, a mix of laughter and concern in my voice. "She's still so little!"
Saffron, calm and collected as always, smiled reassuringly, his eyes focused on Anis. "I've got her," he said, his voice steady and soothing. "I wouldn't let her go too high. She loves this."
