Noah's brow arched slightly as he examined the sculpture. "This is... beautiful," he said, glancing at his father.
David nodded, his expression thoughtful. "A symbol of peace, Noah. I thought it was fitting. You've worked so hard to bring peace into our family, and I want you to carry that peace into this world."
Noah's fingers hovered over the smooth marble as he gave a slight, almost imperceptible smirk. "Thanks, Dad. It's... thoughtful of you."
Caroline smiled and stepped forward with her own gift. Her package was wrapped in soft, pastel hues.
As Noah unwrapped it, he uncovered a painting. The image was serene, a calm lake, surrounded by blossoming cherry trees under a pink sunset. The scene exuded tranquillity, the colours blending to show a sense of purity and calm.