diapers

Hannah's heart fluttered as Brian reached behind the couch, retrieving a carefully wrapped package. The soft pastel wrapping paper was adorned with tiny teddy bears, butterflies, and rainbows, making her pulse quicken. She had a hunch about what it might be, and her cheeks turned a deep shade of pink.

"Close your eyes, Little One," Brian said with a warm smile. His voice was soothing, a gentle reassurance that everything was exactly as it should be.

Hannah obeyed, her hands clasped tightly in her lap. The anticipation was almost unbearable. When he placed the package in her hands, she gasped softly, her fingers brushing the crinkly paper.

"Okay," Brian said. "Open them."

As Hannah peeled away the wrapping, she revealed a neatly packed bundle of thick, fluffy nappies, their soft pastel designs mirroring the wrapping paper. She blinked in surprise, her blush deepening, but her lips curled into a wide smile.

"You’re never going to sit on a potty again, Little One," Brian teased gently, crouching beside her. "From now on, this is who you are—my precious little girl, just the way you’ve always wanted."

Tears welled in Hannah's eyes, but they were tears of joy. She clutched the package to her chest, feeling an overwhelming sense of belonging and acceptance. "Thank you, Daddy," she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion.