Chapter 17

The intimate moments he once shared with Taylor felt like distant memories, buried beneath the weight of responsibility and commitment.

One evening, as D'Andre held Maiari close, he could feel the baby's gentle movements beneath her skin. His heart swelled with a mixture of awe and tenderness. "Our little one is quite the fighter," he whispered, his voice filled with wonder.

Maiari smiled, her hand resting on her growing belly. "Just like their parents, huh?"

D'Andre chuckled softly, his fingers tracing circles on her abdomen. "I guess so."

In that moment, as they shared the intimacy of their connection and the anticipation of the life they were creating, D'Andre knew he had made the right choice. His heart was content, anchored by the love he felt for Maiari and their unborn child.

As they navigated the uncertainty of Maiari's pregnancy together, D'Andre realized that love wasn't always a simple equation. It was messy, complex, and sometimes required sacrifice. He chose to be present