chapter ninety six

I sat on the edge of the bed, my fingers tapping nervously against my thigh. I looked up at Felix, who was sitting across from me, his expression serious. He had just asked me if I was ready to try for another child, and I had agreed, but she couldn't shake the feeling of unease that had settled in my stomach.

It wasn't that I didn't want another child. In fact, I had been hoping for one for a long time. I loved our daughter so much, and I longed to give her a sibling. But the process of trying to conceive had been difficult the first time around, and I was afraid of being disappointed if we failed to make another child.

Felix reached across the bed and took my hand. "I know you're worried, love," he said softly. "But we've done this before. We know what we're doing."

I nodded, but my mind was still racing. I couldn't help but remember the months of disappointment we had faced the first time around. We had tried everything, from tracking my ovulation to taking fertility supplements, b