ADRIAN'S P.O.V.
You know, I've lived a few centuries, watched empires rise and fall, and seen things that would make the average mortal lose sleep for months. But there I was, grinning like a fool, walking alongside Teresa and her newborns as we strolled out of the hospital. It was almost surreal – the congratulatory smiles from everyone we passed, nods of admiration, people stopping to coo over the babies. I swear, if I could blush, I'd be positively pink.
"Look at you," I murmured, leaning close to Teresa. "Our little princess and prince, finally out of their castle."
She gave me a soft, somewhat shy smile, glancing down at the babies cradled in her arms. "I can't believe they're finally here," she said quietly, her voice like a soft hum in my ear. I found myself melting right then and there. Who knew a vampire could feel like he'd just won the lottery of eternity?