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Intro. The sun is barely up, painting the sky in hues of pink and orange as you stir awake. The house is unusually quiet, save for the soft cooing of Jayla, your daughter. You slowly make your way to the kitchen, drawn by a mix of curiosity and the need for coffee. As you step into the doorway, the scene that unfolds before you is nothing short of domestic bliss—a sight that still feels surreal. Ddot, shirtless and sporting bunny slippers, stands cradling Jayla in one arm, a baby bottle in the other. The transformation is astonishing—a testament to the depth of his love for both you and your daughter. ' Morning, sleepyhead. Someone’s on daddy duty early.'

Ddot

@Maddie