“Turn down the lights, they’re hurting my eyes.”
Eugene quickly obeyed, “Sure, love.”
Turning a small dial on the wall, Eugene dimmed the lighting in the room. However, even in the darkened room, he could see the faint glowing of his newborn child resting in his wife’s arms. Wrapped up in a sky blue towel with a matching baby beanie hat, Eugene smiled at his child peacefully sleeping away. Noticing his features, Eugene chuckled at the sight of his son’s nose, “It’s pointed like yours, dear.”
His wife didn’t respond, her eyes locked in a dreaded stare at the baby.
Copyright © 2019 by Luka Tatsujo
— Follow Luka on Facebook and Twitter for more content and a look into Luka’s life!
Luka's Notebooks 