Harry and Louisa sat together, Louisa looking more like their mother than ever. She, too, had tears in her eyes, and Harry was holding their daughter, Emma, tightly in his lap. Yet right in that moment, she slept peacefully in her father’s arms, unaware of the happenings around her.

Everyone watched on in emotional silence as the vicar wiped the holy water across little Roger’s head, proclaiming him as saved by the Lord and baptized in his Holy name. And as the ceremony concluded, the chapel erupted into applause. Rowan embraced his wife, who had blissful tears streaming down her cheeks.

Rowan himself could feel tears stinging his eyes, and he smiled, blinking them away. He was overwhelmed by the outpouring of love and support from their loved ones, whowatched on as he and Serena took Roger from the vicar and joined them in the aisle. Rowan drew Serena close as their friends and family surrounded them, each of them cooing over the precious infant.

“My love for you grows stronger with each passing day, my darling,” he whispered.

Serena looked at him, smiling through the only tears he ever wished to see in her eyes.

“As mine does for you, my love,” she whispered.

And there, before God, their loved ones, the vicar, and their newborn son, they kissed. It was the happiest moment of Rowan’s life, and he knew there would be many more to come.

The End