Ruby's POV. The house was finally quiet. Ethan and I had just put Emma and the baby boy to bed, their soft, even breaths the only sounds filling the room. We walked downstairs, and I felt a fleeting sense of peace wash over me, if only for a moment. "Thanks for helping out today, Ethan," I said, offering a tired but genuine smile as we settled onto the worn blue couch. "It's no problem, Ruby." He smiled, his dimples deepening in that endearing way. "You know I enjoy spending time with the kids," he replied, his eyes warm and sincere. We sat in a comfortable silence for a few moments before Ethan broke it. "I was thinking... maybe we could have lunch tomorrow? Just you and me. It'd be nice." I hesitated, my mind a whirlwind of reasons to decline. With everything happening, I couldn't afford distractions. I liked the calmness and the simplicity between us. I didn’t want any complications. "I don't know, Ethan..." I trailed off, trying to let him down gently. "There's just so m
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