Se connecterAldric POVI stood between the two warming tables.The neonatal team worked with efficient quiet on both sides of me. I did not get in the way. I simply stood there, looking at my sons, trying to understand that both of them existed outside of Caelen's body and both of them were all right."Both babies are cleared," the lead neonatologist said, stepping back from James's table. "No NICU admission needed. They can go directly to recovery with the parents."No NICU.I heard the words and did not immediately process them."You're certain," I said."Completely. Thirty-six weeks with good weights and no respiratory issues. They're ready for standard nursery care." He said it with the mild certainty of someone delivering straightforward information, entirely unaware that the three words no NICU had just rearranged something in my chest that had been braced for the alternative since the moment the twins were confirmed at eight weeks. "Congratulations, Mr. Fenmore. Your boys are healthy."Adr
Aldric POVThe scheduled C-section was at nine in the morning on a Thursday.Thirty-six weeks exactly. The ideal delivery time for twins, according to every piece of research and every conversation with Dr Rose across the past months. Unlike Adrian's birth, which had been a series of catastrophes accelerating toward each other in an abandoned warehouse and an ambulance and an operating room where nothing had gone as planned, this arrival had been mapped out in advance. Surgical team scheduled. Neonatal specialists on standby. Dr. Rashid briefed on Caelen's full history. Blood typed and crossed and ready.Calm. Controlled. Everything about Adrian's birth had not been.We woke at five.Both of us quieter than might have been expected, given what the day was. Caelen showered carefully, mindful of the size his stomach had reached over thirty-six weeks of carrying two people. I helped him dress in the hospital gown Dr. Rose had arranged. Checked the hospital bag that had been sitting by th
Caelen POVFull bed rest arrived at twenty-eight weeks when my blood pressure spiked through the medication's ceiling.Dr. Rose's orders were exact. Bed except for the bathroom and weekly appointments. No negotiation, no exceptions, no appeals."Six weeks minimum," she said. "Possibly longer if we can hold on until thirty-six. I know what this costs. But we are in the home stretch."Home stretch. Six to eight weeks of being entirely dependent on other people for everything. Of watching the household continue around me instead of participating in it. I had spent eight months building to function in my sustained absence.Eleanor, already in the guest house, shifted fully into Adrian's care. She had been doing daily visits since the directorship months, the arrangement that had grown naturally from proximity and love and Adrian's absolute conviction that his grandmother's garden contained the most important things in the world. Now she was there completely, morning through evening, manag
Caelen POV In Week twelve, the morning sickness hit at exactly six in the morning.Every morning. Precisely six. As if my body had set an alarm for it and considered this a reasonable way to begin the day.It gave me just enough warning to stumble to the bathroom before emptying my stomach violently. This had become routine over the past four weeks. Wake up. Make it to the bathroom. Vomit. Try to keep crackers down. Vomit again. Eventually function somewhere around noon, when the worst of it had passed, and my body agreed to be inhabited again."It's worse than with Adrian," I told Dr. Rose at the twelve-week checkup. My voice was hoarse from weeks of it. "Significantly worse.""Twin pregnancies often are." She reviewed my weight chart without any attempt to soften what she was seeing. "Double the hormones means double the symptoms. You've lost six pounds instead of gaining. We need stronger anti-nausea medication.""I'm already taking medication.""Different medication. And if that
Aldric POV That Evening, we gathered the people who needed to know.Eleanor, Mira, and Sebastian. The core of everything that had kept us functional through Adrian's first years and every difficult thing before and after. They were in the living room with drinks, and Adrian was in the corner dismantling a block tower he had spent twenty minutes building, which was a metaphor I chose not to examine."We have an announcement," I said."You're pregnant," Eleanor said it immediately, with the certainty of someone who had been watching Caelen for weeks and drawing conclusions. "I knew it. You've had that look.""Yes," Caelen confirmed. "But that's not the whole announcement.""Triplets?" Mira guessed, which was not funny and also was."Twins." The word still felt foreign. "We're having twins."Three seconds of silence.Then Mira's shriek."TWINS! Oh my god! This is incredible!" She was already pulling Caelen into a hug with the complete disregard for personal space that was entirely char
Caelen POVThe eight-week ultrasound was supposed to be routine.A dating scan. Confirmation that the pregnancy was progressing the way it should. A heartbeat on the screen. The small reassurance of numbers meant everything was where it ought to be.I lay on the examination table and tried to breathe normally. Aldric was beside me, close enough that our arms touched. We had been here before, in this position, in this room, except the last time I had been thirty-two weeks pregnant and terrified for different reasons. The room was the same. The plant in the corner was the same. Even the particular quality of the light from the overhead fluorescent was the same.Everything had changed and the room had not noticed.The technician applied the cold gel and pressed the wand against my stomach. The screen came to life, the grainy black and white landscape of early pregnancy that never looked like anything comprehensible until someone pointed at the right blur and told you what you were seeing
Aldric POVThe HR email landed in my inbox at two thirty-seven on Monday afternoon, forwarded by Elaine with a single line of commentary that told me exactly how she felt about it.Sir, you should see this. It was sent company-wide an hour ago.I opened the attachment and read through the policy re
Aldric POVThe auditorium on the second floor was packed at eight fifty-five the next morning. Employees from every department filled the seats, conversations buzzing with speculation about why an emergency company-wide meeting had been called with less than twenty-four hours' notice.I stood backs
Aldric POVThe first time was desperate and fast and everything Caelen's biology was screaming for.He was too far gone in his heat to appreciate slow or gentle. Too deep in the instinctive need to care about anything except being filled and claimed and knotted properly.So that was exactly what I
Caelen POVThe break room was mercifully empty when I shoved through the door. I leaned against the counter and focused on breathing, on not letting the tears burning behind my eyes actually fall where someone might walk in and see them.People expect professional behavior and planning. They act li







