𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙣𝙚𝙙 || 𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙞 𝙨𝙫𝙚𝙘𝙝𝙣𝙞𝙠𝙤𝙫

chapter 33

ophelia's pov:

"I'll never leave you alone, baby!" I said to my newborn. "I love you too much."

I look at him in awe and kiss his small cheek as I try to comfort him, sleeping like a angel. It's just unbelievable how he looks like me. I mean if I had placed a baby picture of myself beside my son, we would look like twins. Same hair, nose, eyes, face size, just everything but somehow, he's got Andrei's features. Just like how Anastasia looked like Andrei and my son looked like me. I smiled in awe and gratefulness at him, placing my hand over my cheek. I then felt hands on my lower back and kept staring at him. He's just so beautiful and handsome. I was so lucky, Anastasia and now him.

He kissed my cheek, "Babe, please go take a shower."

I sighed and looked at Andrei, giving me a face that always melts me. I groan and whined, "But, I don't want to! He's my son, and I love him."

Andrei raised his eyebrow and nodded, caressing my arm, "But, honey. You stink."

I chuckled and rolled my eyes. I breathed and nodded, walking over to my closet as I take out my towel and my small bag filled with my body scrubs, shaver and much more. I walk into the bathroom and undress myself but stopped as I heard Andrei talking to Dougie and Jaccob.

Boys.

•••

I sighed tiredly, placing my head on Andrei's shoulder and he kissed my forehead as he pulls me closer. I smile and wrap my leg over to his waist. I blinked as I watched the tv.

"What should we name him?" Andrei asks suddenly and I lifted up my head, staring into his eyes. I bit my lip and shrugged.

"I don't really know. But-Oh wait. I have a name." I said and Andrei raises his forehead, waiting for me to continue. "But, I wanted you to see what name was better."

Andrei sigh and smile as he tucked in my hair, "Lia, it doesn't matter. What matters is that he's perfect and healthy."

I nodded and pecked his lips before saying the names. I took a deep breath, "So, I was thinking either Oscar or Oleil." I bit my lip and Andrei softly gasp in awe and shock as he was surprised that I chose the name Oleil after his great-grandfather.

"Oh, wow. They're both great," he said. I gave him a loving smile and nodded. I lifted up my hand and ran it against his soft hair.

I nodded, "So it's, um, Olivier. Is it?"

Andrei chuckles and nodded, wrapping his arms around me. I laughed as I found his neck, wrapping my hands around it.

We pulled away so happy and I ran my hand onto his cheek. We talked about other names for his middle and we finally found one.

"So it's, um, Olivier Nathaniel Butera Svechnikov."

We smiled happily and hugged again. I laughed as he made jokes in my ear and he chuckles. He pulls away and kissed me, grabbing my face to his.

"I love you, Ophelia."

I smiled and pecked his lips, "I love you more, Andrei,"