AT DECEMBER 1ST AT THIRD PERSON'S POV: In a morning Michael saw a list of ingredients and note. 'Gift needed to finish building some of the things in baby room.' System said. 'Thank you.'Michael said. Michael was happy as Christmas was getting closer and ir meant for him a lot of stuff to do. It was start of second semester and Wanessa was getting better. ''I feel better today.''Wanessa said. 'I am happy to hear it.''Michael said and nodded. Michael was happy to see her smiling and her sweet smile was everything for him. He was halfway done with the baby room, mostly were left to colour it when they know baby gender. Snowflakes drifted lazily from the overcast sky, blanketing the world in a pristine white. The air was crisp and filled with the unmistakable scent of pine and cinnamon. “Careful, Michael,” Wanessa called out, a playful lilt in her voice. “You don't want to end up in the tree.'' Michael chuckled, the memory of his misadventure making him grin. “I

AT MAY 1ST AT THIRD PERSON'S POV: The nursery had been a work in progress for months, a haven of soft colors and carefully chosen furnishings. As Wanessa entered, supported by Michael's arm around her waist, she couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement and excitment. ''Michael, look at this crib! It's even more beautiful than I imagined.''Wanessa said. "It's perfect, just like you wanted. And check out the wooden llittle animals dangling and spinning. She's going to love it."Michael said. "And this chair! I can already see us spending late nights here, rocking her to sleep.'Wanessa said. Michael nodded and smiled, it seems that all his late nights working hard have paid off. "I am happy you like it. I worked hard in secret to make it perfect. It's going to be our place, just the three of us."Michael said. "And look at all these books! We'll read to her every night."Wanessa said in excitment."You did amazing job." "And this guy will be her first best friend. What