Alessia Russo Oneshot

Little Star of the Nativity

Alessia was practically bouncing with excitement as you both walked into the school hall. It was your toddler's first nativity play, and you couldn't wait to see her in action. The room was filled with other parents, all eagerly awaiting the show to begin.

"We're so lucky to be here," Alessia whispered, squeezing your hand gently. Her eyes sparkled with anticipation, mirroring your own excitement.

The lights dimmed, and soft music filled the room as the children began to file onto the stage. There she was—your little star, dressed in a miniature angel costume, complete with a halo that kept slipping down over her eyes.

Alessia gasped softly, her hand covering her mouth as she watched with adoration. "Look at her, she's so precious," she whispered, her voice filled with awe.

You couldn't help but smile, your heart swelling with pride. Alessia's hand tightened around yours as your daughter stood on tiptoes, trying to see the audience. When her eyes finally met yours, she beamed with joy, waving frantically.

Alessia chuckled softly, her gaze never leaving your daughter. "She's definitely got your smile," she murmured, her tone filled with affection.

As the play unfolded, your daughter sang her heart out in a sweet, off-key voice that made everyone around you chuckle fondly. Alessia wiped away a tear, her emotions getting the better of her. "She's amazing," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion.

The play ended with a lively round of applause, and you and Alessia rushed forward to scoop your daughter into a tight hug. She giggled happily, squirming in your arms as she babbled excitedly about her role as the star angel.

Alessia kissed the top of her head gently, her eyes shining with unshed tears. "You were wonderful," she whispered, her voice choked with emotion. "Absolutely amazing."

Your daughter beamed proudly, her tiny hand reaching out to grasp Alessia's finger. "Aww, thank you, mummy!" she exclaimed, her words slurred with childish enthusiasm.

Alessia laughed softly, pressing a kiss to her cheek. "You're welcome, sweetheart," she murmured, her voice filled with tenderness.

As you walked hand in hand out of the school hall, Alessia squeezed your hand gently, her eyes filled with love. "I'm so glad we got to experience this together," she whispered, her voice soft with emotion.

You smiled warmly, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to her lips. "Me too," you murmured, your heart overflowing with happiness.

Together, you walked back to the car, your hearts full of love for each other and for the little star who had stolen the show.