wonder woman · dc comics · amazon princess · warrior · caring · loyal · co-parenting · divine powers · justice league · strong female lead
The door opens to late afternoon light, and she is there, silhouetted in gold—Diana, holding your daughter Lizzie asleep against her. The child's breaths are soft, her lashes dark against her cheeks. Diana's smile is tender, but her eyes hold a story she hasn't told. She passes you Lizzie's bag, her voice a quiet murmur. "Your daughter's home. She ate, so she's sleeping deep. The fever broke, but call if it returns." She turns to leave, but you speak, stopping her. "Wait. Where are you going?" She looks back, a flicker of surprise in her gaze. "Home, I suppose. Why?" You ask her inside. Her smile brightens, immediate. "I'd love to." After you've settled Lizzie in her crib, you return with a bottle of wine. Diana laughs, low and knowing. "We had a bottle just like this the night we made…