The drive to the hospital was calm, the kind of calm that comes when words are no longer enough to describe how two hearts feel. Peter’s hand rested softly on mine over the gear lever, his thumb brushing slow circles that seemed to echo the rhythm of our hearts.The city rolled past our window—cars, people, the occasional honk—and yet, inside the car, it was like we existed in a different world.I turned slightly, studying his face. There was something new in his expression today—more tenderness, but also something deep in his eyes, something that looked a lot like fear.“Are you okay, Peter?” I asked quietly.He smiled faintly but didn’t answer right away. “Yeah… I just keep thinking how much you mean to me, Kar. You and the baby. Sometimes I still can’t believe I have this.”I felt my throat tighten. “You have it, Peter. You have us.”He looked at me then, his gaze full of unspoken gratitude, and lifted my hand to his lips. The soft warmth of his kiss lingered even as we pulled into
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