เข้าสู่ระบบKiara I woke up early. My thoughts hadn’t let me sleep for almost the entire night, but when I finally did drift off, it didn’t take long for me to notice the morning light slipping through the curtains. I let out a sigh filled with emotional exhaustion. I wasn’t used to not having control over my emotions. I ran a hand over my face and took a deep breath to clear the dark mood weighing on my chest. I didn’t want to put a name to what I was feeling because I had no idea what it even was, what was happening inside me, but Kiara’s name appeared every second in my mind. I couldn’t stop thinking about how fragile she looked while being sick and pregnant. The way her body felt had changed. The way she kept herself distant, yet inside, she needed someone to take care of her with love. My mind only thought about shutting down my emotions, while my emotions only wanted to protect her. An instinct I couldn’t turn off. Now Thomas was with her, by her side. Had they woken up together? Did h
Jake I came back home after being with Kiara and arguing with Thomas. My mind was still stuck on everything that happened today. On Kiara. I had left her sleeping, under Thomas’s care. I didn’t like it. His presence near her bothered me more than I wanted to admit. I kept watching how he looked at her, how he pulled the blanket gently over her belly. It hit me with a sharp stab of jealousy so obvious it almost embarrassed me. Jealousy… No, it didn’t have to be jealousy. And yet, the word hammered in my head. No… not that. Or maybe yes. Not just jealousy over her… but over the babies. My babies. Not Thomas’s. And he got to be close to them. I didn’t. I got out of the car with a frustrated sigh. I had never been possessive. Not even in my worst moments. What was this? I wasn’t used to feeling this way. I didn’t expect any of it after everything that happened. I shook my head, but the image of Kiara collapsing in my arms when she nearly fainted came back, and how her body relax
Kiara I woke up with a low groan, pulled out of sleep by a warm ache rising from my belly up to my chest. I blinked a few times before figuring out where I was. The room was dim, lit only by the small lamp on the nightstand. It smelled like medicine, clean clothes, and… something I couldn’t quite recognize. It wasn’t Jake’s scent. My heart lurched. I tried to push myself upright a little, but a warm hand gently pressed my arm. “Kiara, easy. You’re okay,” a male voice said beside me. I turned my head slowly. Thomas was sitting in the chair next to the bed, his face a mixture of worry and exhaustion. His elbows rested on his knees, and he looked like he hadn’t moved in hours. My breathing quickened before I could stop it. Instinctively, my gaze darted around the room, searching for Jake’s large, warm body, his scent, his presence. But he wasn’t there. Not the empty space where he’d been caring for me, not his scent, not his body leaning over me to make sure I was okay. Nothing.
Kiara Kiara was sleeping deeply on the couch, wrapped in a blanket that barely covered her belly. Her breathing was soft, steady, and every time she exhaled, a lock of her black hair brushed across her forehead. I watched her for a long while, longer than I should have. Something tightened in me every time I saw her like this: vulnerable, exhausted, and yet… beautiful. I had seen her almost collapse in my arms less than an hour ago. Seeing her sleep now was a relief I didn’t expect to feel. I stayed sitting on the edge of the couch, without touching her, just keeping watch. I couldn’t risk anything happening to her while Thomas was gone, even if it was absurd to think that way. But I couldn’t help it. The sound of a key turning in the lock made me tense. The door opened abruptly. Thomas walked in first. My mother behind him. Thomas’s face changed the moment he saw me sitting next to the couch where Kiara was sleeping. His expression shifted from surprise to visceral anger. “Wh
Kiara The afternoon was far too quiet in the house, and I still wasn’t used to being there. Everyone had left. Even the people who usually took care of the house had the day off because Juliette had given them extra time to rest. Thomas had gone to the company early; he had paperwork to do in his office, and his mother wasn’t home either because she’d gone with him. My hands were shaking. I felt a strange weight on the left side of my belly, something like a stabbing pain. It also burned. I didn’t know if it was normal or not, but I did know the sensation was uncomfortable and unpleasant. I touched my belly lightly, hoping the pain would go away. I tried to calm myself by rubbing the area, but it didn’t help. I wasn’t afraid for myself; I was afraid for my babies. “They’re fine…” I whispered to convince myself, though my voice barely came out. Just when I thought I was about to fall asleep right there, I heard the door knock three times. My eyes flew open. I startled a little;
Jake We walked out of the hospital, and the cold air hit my face, but I didn’t even feel it because I was trapped in what I had just seen on the ultrasound. I had never done something like that in my life. I’d only seen it in movies and never understood the feeling. Until now. And it was damn overwhelming. That sound… My children’s hearts… I didn’t know something like that could affect me so much, me, the tough and reserved person I’ve always been. Someone like me, who struggles to show emotions. But those moving shapes on the screen knocked the breath out of me, like something inside me suddenly stopped my lungs. I thought I’d walk in there, stand next to Kiara, stay calm and distant, but it was the complete opposite. I felt too much. When I heard the first heartbeat, something made me inhale deeply, as if that sound pushed me from the inside. But the second one… that softer, more fragile beat… I swear a fire went through me, and I promised myself nothing would happen to them.







