Sophia PovI held her for the first time with trembling arms, her tiny body bundled in a pink blanket, her cries slowly calming as she nestled against my chest. The world around me blurred—doctors and nurses moving, Alex whispering something to one of them, the sound of hospital monitors beeping gently—but all I could see was her. My daughter, my baby girl.She was here.Warm tears slid down my cheeks as I gazed down at her. Her cheeks were rosy, her fingers impossibly small, curled into delicate fists. She blinked up at me with cloudy eyes, and it felt like my heart shattered into a thousand pieces. There was no fear in this moment. No pain, no chaos, just love.Alex sat beside me on the edge of the hospital bed, his eyes glassy, the weight of the last few hours finally settling over him. He reached out, brushing a lock of damp hair from my forehead, and then cupped our daughter's tiny foot in the palm of his hand. He let out a shaky breath.“She’s perfect,” he whispered.“She is,” I
Sophia’s pov The recent weeks have been more than calm. Alex and I had tried to put enough distance between us and anything that would be an issue, since the baby is coming any moment from now. Everything is set for the arrival of the new child and it is almost like a dream come through.The only problem is the paternity of the child and very soon I would know if truly I am caused to actually be Nathan’s problem. The nxt morning was normal, as I tried to make breakfast for the family. as I stood by the stove, I felt a little cramp on my side which made me flinch. I ignored it, thinking the baby was kicking as usual. As I began to actually cook I felt a much pain cramp and it was like something burst inside of me. I looked down to see water flowing down my leg and I knew….“Alex!!” I screamed loudly at the top of my voice. Within a minute, Alex came running down with the speed of light, the look of fear in his eyes made me smile.“Babe, you called? What is wrong? Did you burn yoursel
Alex’s POVThe morning sun barely filtered through the curtains when I woke up. It was still early, too early to be up, but I could feel Sophia shifting beside me, her warmth radiating through the thin sheets. I didn’t open my eyes right away. I simply listened—listened to the rhythm of her breathing, the gentle sound of rain tapping on the windows, the faint hum of the city coming to life outside.She was still asleep, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that something had shifted in the air. A sense of calm had settled over us, one that felt fragile, like it could break if we weren’t careful. The weight of the upcoming event—the charity gala that Sophia had agreed to attend the next evening—hung over us. It wasn’t about the gala itself. It was everything else.Lina had been adjusting to the idea of a new baby, and I could feel the change in the way she looked at Sophia, the way she touched her belly as if it were a precious thing. That part of it felt right. But the question of Nathan
Sophia’s POVThe sun was just beginning to break through the clouds when I woke the next morning, the rain finally gone. Pale golden light slipped through the curtains, casting soft lines across the sheets. For a moment, I simply lay there and listened—not to rain this time, but to the stillness of the house. It was early and quiet.Alex was still asleep beside me, one arm draped loosely over my waist, his breathing deep and even. I turned slightly, careful not to wake him, and pressed a gentle kiss to his shoulder. The baby kicked in response, a tiny flutter like a secret being passed just between the two of us.I smiled.Eventually, I slipped out of bed and padded downstairs, deciding to enjoy the silence while I could. Mornings like this felt rare—unrushed, uncomplicated. I made tea and curled up on the couch with a blanket draped over my lap, watching the light grow stronger with each passing minute.Lina came down a little later, still sleepy-eyed, her bunny plush tucked under on
Sophia’s POVThe next morning began with the smell of freshly brewed coffee and the sound of rain tapping gently against the windows. I didn’t open my eyes at first—just listened. The rhythmic pattern of the rain was oddly comforting, like the world had slowed just enough to let us catch our breath.Alex was already out of bed. I could hear him humming faintly from downstairs, his voice drifting up in fragments between the clinking of mugs and the soft shuffle of footsteps. A smile tugged at the corners of my mouth.I sat up slowly, one hand cradling my belly as I swung my legs over the side of the bed. The weight of the baby had become more present now, a steady, grounding pressure that reminded me I wasn’t alone—not even for a second.In the mirror, I looked different again. A little rounder. A little softer. But also… stronger. Like each day that passed gave me more certainty, more steadiness beneath my skin.By the time I made it downstairs, Alex had already set two plates of warm
Sophia’s POVI woke the next morning before the sun had fully risen, stirred by the faint movement of the baby pressing against my ribs. The house was still—no birds yet, no traffic, just the faint creak of the floorboards beneath me as I made my way to the kitchen. I didn’t bother turning on any lights. The early dawn gave just enough glow to see by, and I liked it this way—muted, calm, suspended in something soft and in-between.I made tea quietly, careful not to wake Alex or Lina. Even though we’d all gone to bed early the night before, my body didn’t know how to stay still for long anymore. I found myself craving peace more than sleep.The kettle whistled gently. I poured the hot water over the chamomile and let it steep, wrapping my hands around the mug as I stepped outside onto the back porch. The early morning air was crisp and smelled faintly of dew and jasmine. I sat in the same porch swing Lina and I had curled up on yesterday, watching the first strands of light filter thro