This was the first time in four years that Lily Gray could get this close and look so carefully at her little Ben.
The child's delicate and smooth skin was practically poreless.
She traced her gaze from Ben's eyebrows to his eyes, down to his little nose, and his small mouth.
No matter how much she looked, it never seemed enough.
Lily even compared in her mind whether the sleeping Ben resembled Andrew or Lulu more.
After looking for a long time, it seemed, he still looked more like Andrew.
After all, Lulu had a chubby face, without the distinct lines that her brothers had.
She propped her head up like that, lying next to Ben, just gazing at him foolishly.
It felt like even a lifetime of watching him would not be enough.
However, happiness always seemed to be fleeting.
She had just decided to stay by Ben's side all night, not to sleep, and just watch him to her heart's content.
