Elena's POV
Suddenly, the house was filled with a soft chime as the doorbell echoed through the walls. I lifted my gaze to Asher, curiosity pulling at my expression. His soft smile and the way he gestured for me to stay put only made my heart beat a little faster with anxiousness. He didn’t want me moving around yet. Not after everything that happened. It wasn’t long before I heard footsteps return upstairs, but this time Asher wasn’t alone.
When I saw Jacob’s face, it was like all the sadness I had pushed back broke loose again. His expression matched mine, sorrowful, understanding, and he immediately came to me, offering a gentle but tight hug. The embrace was filled with silent apologies, compassion radiating from him. I didn’t hold back the few tears that slipped down as I let myself be comforted by his warmth.
His hand remained steady over my bump, soothingly rubbing soft circles. “Marcus doesn’t know exactly what happened,” he murmured. “He called it a miracle that only one of t
