Lauren leaned on Alex’s arm, her steps slow but steady, Emma cradled in his other arm as they approached the mansion’s door. The late afternoon sun warmed her face, her heart full after the hospital’s whirlwind. “She’s so tiny, Alex,” she said, her voice soft, gazing at Emma. “Can you believe we’re parents?”
Alex grinned, his crutches clicking, his voice warm. “I’m still pinching myself, Lauren. You and Emma—you’re my world.” He shifted Emma gently, his love clear, the mansion’s familiar outline a welcome sight.
She smiled, her hand brushing his. “You’re pretty great at this dad thing already. Think Emma’s ready for her new home?” Her tone was playful, her heart light, Melissa’s apology echoing in her mind.
Alex chuckled, his voice teasing. “She’s ready, but I’m betting she’ll keep us up all night.” He paused at the door, his eyes twinkling. “You ready for this, Lauren?”
She nodded, her voice firm. “With you? Always.” She leaned closer, their laughter mingling, the door creaking as Al
