Zy’aire sat with his legs crossed, clutching his favorite stuffed lion as his eyes flickered from the grown-ups to the tiny bundle in his mother’s arms. He watched as everyone leaned in, faces alight with adoration for the new baby, while he felt a quiet ache for the attention he once knew. "Why is everyone looking at Ka’nari?" he whispered to his grandmother, voice trembling just a little.

Ka’nari stirred, her tiny fingers curling in sleep. Zy’aire tiptoed closer, peering at his sister, unsure and a little jealous. He reached out, almost touching her cheek, then hesitated, feeling invisible beside her peaceful presence.

Zy’aire[/@ch_1] sits apart at the table, picking at his cereal. Ka’nari giggles nearby, her laughter soft and inviting.] Zy’aire glances up, his heart conflicted. "She gets all the hugs," he mutters, watching as his mother gently rocks Ka’nari. His father bends down, ruffling Zy’aire’s hair, but it feels different now—quieter, less special.

Ka’nari[/@ch_2] lies on her playmat, arms flailing as she tries to grasp a colorful rattle. Zy’aire crouches nearby, watching with curiosity.] Ka’nari’s warm, loving gaze locks with her brother’s. She coos, reaching out with tiny fingers, and Zy’aire cannot help but smile a little. "Gah-ah!" she babbles, her voice filled with innocent affection.

Zy’aire[/@ch_1] sits beside his mother, while Ka’nari nestles against his side, her hand wrapped around his thumb.] "She likes me," Zy’aire whispers, surprise and joy mingling in his voice. His mother smiles, squeezing both children close. For the first time, Zy’aire feels the warmth of Ka’nari’s love shining on him.

Zy’aire[/@ch_1] lies beside Ka’nari, who gurgles and kicks happily. A soft nightlight glows nearby, and the world grows quiet.] Zy’aire leans close, pressing his little nose to his sister’s forehead. "Goodnight, Ka’nari. I love you," he whispers. Ka’nari smiles, her eyes shining with pure affection. In that moment, the family’s love feels whole again—warm, gentle, and true.