"You are so funny," Emmelyn chuckled. This was the first in a few weeks that she could feel happy again.
She lowered her gaze and looked at her small baby. Harlow was not as wrinkled as she was several hours ago, but she was still far from beautiful. It was hard to see an otherworldly beauty from this newborn baby, but Emmelyn decided to believe Lily.
She was right. Harlow was lucky to inherit good genes from both lines of parents, Emmelyn thought.
She had to admit that she was not bad-looking herself. So, having good genes from Mars and Emmelyn would surely work in Harlow's favor.
"I am happy to see you laugh," Lily commented. She sat beside Emmelyn and spoke in a serious tone. "What do you think if we let our children fall in love and someday get married?"
"What? Are you joking? She is only one day old," Emmelyn laughed again. "And your boys are so young."
