Before Ethan arrived at the infant care unit, the soft beeping of monitors filled the air as Cyprian, Raymond, Mignon, Enoch, and Ruthlyn stood around the incubators. Inside, the tiny baby girls slept peacefully, their small chests rising and falling with every delicate breath.
The group stared at them with a mix of joy and quiet sadness, marveling at how much they looked like their mother.
"They look so much like Kera," Cyprian whispered, his voice catching slightly, but a smile tugged at the corner of his lips. Raymond nodded, slinking his hand over her shoulder as she added, "It's like they're tiny copies of her… you can see her in everything. The nose, the eyes… Look at that, those small nostrils."
Enoch, standing beside Ruthlyn, leaned in closer to get a better look and grinned. "It's almost like my brother didn't contribute at all to making these babies."
