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Six months. Lillie was somehow six months old. Daisy didn't know where the time had gone. One minute she'd been bringing her home from the hospital. The next she was sitting upright in a highchair demanding food and attention every waking second. Today's meal was mashed banana. Most of it was currently in Lillie's hair. "Daisy." Lillie grinned. A banana-covered grin. Daisy sighed. "You look exactly like your father when you're causing trouble." Lillie banged her spoon happily. The apartment buzzer sounded. A few moments later Harper walked in. Immediately, Daisy frowned. Something was wrong. Harper looked exhausted. Not normal tired. Not "Theo and Poppy have been arguing all morning" tired. Actually exhausted. The kind of tired that sat behind her eyes. The kind Daisy noticed instantly. "Hey." "Hey." Harper dropped onto the couch. Slowly. Very slowly. Daisy watched her for a moment. Then another. Then another. Finally Harper sighed. "Stop doing that." "Doing what?" "Doctor staring at me." "I'm not." "You are." Daisy ignored that. "What's wrong?" "Nothing." "Harper." "I'm just tired." "How tired?" Harper groaned. "This is why nobody likes doctors." Ten minutes later Daisy had successfully interrogated her sister. She felt sick in the mornings. She was exhausted. Her coffee tasted strange. She'd been emotional. Hungrier than usual. And generally not feeling herself. Daisy slowly sat back. "Oh." Harper immediately pointed. "What does that mean?" Daisy laughed. "It means you're probably pregnant." Harper looked horrified. "No." "Yes." "No." "Harper." "No." Daisy was already standing. "I'll get a test." Harper immediately jumped up. "No." Daisy blinked. "What?" "I'm not taking one unless you do." Silence. Then Daisy laughed. "What?" Harper folded her arms. "For support." "That's insane." "You've just accused me of being pregnant." "Because I think you are." Harper pointed dramatically. "Then support me." "Harper, I'm not pregnant." "Please." "No." "Please." "Absolutely not." "Please." Daisy stared at her sister. Harper stared back. Stubbornly. The exact same way she'd stared her down their entire lives. Eventually Daisy groaned. "I hate you." Harper smiled. "You love me." Unfortunately, that was true. An hour later, both sisters had successfully settled Lillie down for her afternoon nap. The baby monitor sat on the bathroom counter. Lillie slept peacefully in the nursery. Completely unaware chaos was unfolding. Harper held two pregnancy tests. Daisy still looked offended. "This is ridiculous." "It is supportive." "It is ridiculous." Harper handed her one anyway. Daisy sighed dramatically. "Fine." Several awkward minutes later, they found themselves sitting on the bathroom floor waiting. Neither spoke. Harper looked nervous. Daisy looked amused. At least at first. Then Harper reached for her test. Daisy picked hers up too. Both women looked down. Harper froze. Daisy froze. Silence. Complete silence. Harper stared. Then slowly nodded. "Yeah." Honestly? Neither of them were surprised. The symptoms had practically announced themselves. Harper looked shocked. But not completely. Not really. Deep down she'd known. Then Daisy looked at her own test. And her entire world stopped. Positive. Her test was positive. For a second she genuinely couldn't breathe. "No." Harper looked over. Then blinked. Then blinked again. "Daisy." "No." Her voice came out as barely a whisper. "No." Harper grabbed the test. Looked at it. Then looked back at her sister. "Oh my God." Daisy continued staring. Completely stunned. Because Harper being pregnant made sense. The symptoms. The tiredness. The nausea. All of it. But her? No. No. That wasn't possible. Was it? Her hands started shaking. Harper sat beside her. Silent for once. A rare occurrence. Because they were both staring at the exact same thing. Two positive tests. One expected. One absolutely not. Daisy laughed suddenly. A completely shocked laugh. Then covered her face. "Oh my God." Harper looked equally stunned now. "We took these for me." "I know." "We took these because of me." "I know." Neither sister could stop staring. Because somewhere down the hallway, Lillie was asleep in her crib. And somehow— without either of them expecting it— it looked like she might not be an only child for much longer. ❤️📖Chapter SeventyThe conversation nobody wanted happened on a Tuesday morning.Everything had been going well.The babies were growing.The babies were stronger.The babies were needing less support.The babies were progressing exactly how the doctors wanted.For the first time since Christmas, everyone was breathing a little easier.Which was probably why nobody expected the consultant to sit them down.That immediately made everyone nervous.Roman looked at Daisy.Noah looked at Harper.The consultant smiled.A reassuring smile.A smile that didn't quite stop the panic."Nobody's in trouble."Four adults visibly relaxed.The consultant laughed."I promise.""Good."Noah immediately replied."Because my heart stopped for a second."Harper nodded."Mine too."The consultant folded her hands together.Then became serious."Both of you are being discharged."Silence.Daisy blinked.Harper blinked."What?"The consultant smiled."You don't need to be hospital patients anymore."For a mome
Chapter Sixty-NineA week into January, the hospital had become a second home.Not that anyone wanted it to be.But routines had formed.Morning rounds.NICU visits.Coffee runs.Updates.More coffee.The babies were growing.Slowly.Steadily.Exactly as the doctors wanted.Every tiny gain felt enormous.Ten grams.Twenty grams.A good feed.A stronger cry.A little less oxygen.Victories nobody had understood before.Victories nobody would ever take for granted again.That morning Daisy was sitting beside Violet's incubator.A blanket draped over her legs.A notebook in her lap.Roman paused."What are you doing?"Daisy looked up."Writing."Roman frowned."You're working.""No.""That looks suspiciously like working.""It's not."Roman remained unconvinced.Daisy sighed dramatically."I'm making notes.""For?"Daisy smiled softly."The girls."Roman blinked."What girls?"Daisy stared."You have two daughters.""Oh."Fair.Roman sat beside her.The notebook rested in Daisy's lap.Ti
Chapter Sixty-EightThe first morning of the new year began at 5:17 a.m.Not because anyone wanted it to.Because Lillie had decided it should.Roman was asleep in the chair beside Violet's NICU incubator.Barely asleep.The uncomfortable kind.His phone rang.The screen read:NannyRoman answered immediately."Is everything okay?"Because parents never assumed early morning calls were good.The nanny laughed softly."Everything's fine."Relief.Immediate relief."Lillie's awake."Roman closed his eyes."What time is it?""Too early."Fair.Very fair.The nanny smiled."She keeps looking for you."Roman's chest tightened.Because that hurt.Not badly.Just enough.The toddler was used to waking up and finding her parents.Instead she'd spent over a week with hospital visits and changing routines.Roman rubbed his face."I'll come home this morning."The nanny smiled."Good."After ending the call he looked toward Violet.Tiny.Peaceful.Sleeping.The monitors continued their steady rh
Chapter Sixty-SevenNew Year's Eve was nothing like anyone had planned.No parties.No fancy dinners.No celebrations.No midnight countdowns surrounded by friends.Instead—it was spent in a hospital.And strangely?Nobody wanted to be anywhere else.The NICU had become their world.Every morning started there.Every evening ended there.Every conversation eventually found its way back to three tiny babies.Three tiny babies who were slowly getting stronger.Violet had gained a little weight.The twins were doing well.There were still scary moments.Still worries.Still setbacks.But for the first time since Christmas—there was progress.Real progress.That morning Roman arrived carrying coffee.Noah arrived carrying breakfast.Both men looked exhausted.Both men were exhausted.But there was something different today.Something lighter.Hope.Because every update had been good.Not perfect.But good.And right now good felt amazing.Inside Harper's room Noah sat beside her bed.A
Chapter Sixty-SixThree days after the babies were born, the hospital had become everyone's normal.A strange normal.One nobody wanted.But a normal all the same.Mornings started in NICU.Afternoons were spent moving between recovery rooms.Evenings were spent staring at monitors.Watching tiny chests rise and fall.Praying for good news.Nobody had truly relaxed since Christmas.Not Daisy.Not Harper.Not Noah.And definitely not Roman.The problem was there were still children at home.Three children who missed their parents.Three children who didn't fully understand what was happening.Eventually the nurses made the decision for them."Go home."Roman blinked."What?"The NICU nurse smiled."Go home.""We're fine.""No."The nurse folded her arms."You both look exhausted."Roman glanced at Noah.Noah looked equally terrible.Neither argued.Because honestly?The nurse wasn't wrong.Daisy pointed toward the door."Go."Roman immediately shook his head."No."Daisy smiled weakly.
Chapter Sixty-FiveThe day after the babies were born felt strangely unreal.Nobody had slept.Nobody had eaten properly.Nobody knew what day it was anymore.Christmas.Boxing Day.The day after.Everything had blurred together.Three babies.Three incubators.Three tiny fighters.And somehow life outside the hospital was still continuing.Roman was the first one to remember."Lillie."Daisy looked up from Violet's incubator.Immediately guilty."Oh God."Not because they'd forgotten their daughter.Never that.But because everything had happened so fast.Poppy.Theo.Lillie.Three children suddenly spending Christmas with the nanny while all four adults lived at the hospital.Roman immediately pulled out his phone.The nanny answered on the second ring."How are they?"The question came before hello.Roman smiled.For the first time that morning."They're okay."The nanny exhaled audibly."Oh thank goodness."Roman glanced toward Violet.Tiny.Sleeping.Perfect."Violet's here."The







