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Sure enough, as soon as we open the door, there he is. Caspian is sitting on the couch, staring at the TV but clearly not watching it. His eyes snap to us the second we step inside, and I can see the relief and exasperation mix on his face.“You’re late,” he says.Juniper, unbothered, flops onto the couch beside him. “Relax, Dad. We’re home in one piece.”Caspian’s eyes narrow. “Why do I get the feeling there’s more to the story than that?”I glance at Juniper, silently begging her to keep her mouth shut, but she’s never been one to hold back. “Oh, nothing major,” she says with mock innocence. “Just a little gunfire at the club.”“What?!” Caspian’s voice jumps, his whole body going rigid. He stands abruptly, his eyes wide with panic as he turns to me. “What gunfire?”I sigh, knowing there’s no stopping this now. “Juniper, why do you—”But she interrupts, enjoying herself far too much. “Yeah, just a little shootout. You know, the usual club scene. Nothing we couldn’t handle.”Caspian’s

I want to smash something—anything. But instead, I clench my fists tighter, trying to breathe through the anger that’s boiling in my chest. The living room feels too small, like the walls are closing in on me. I feel Desiree’s eyes on me, calculating how much longer I can keep my cool. She sighs, finally sliding off the couch. "Caspian, don’t let it eat you up tonight. We’ll find a solution tomorrow. You’ve already been through too much today." Her voice is soothing, but it doesn’t do much to dull the rage still surging through me. She stretches her arms and gives me a tired look. "I’m heading to bed. I’m not sticking around for more drama. Today’s already chaotic enough, and I have an appointment with my gynecologist first thing in the morning." I blink, pulled from my wild thoughts. "I’ll meet you upstairs in a few minutes," I say. My mind is still racing a mile a minute, too wired to think about sleep right now. Desiree gives me a half-smile, but it doesn’t reach her eyes. "No,

For a second, none of us move. None of us breathe. Then, chaos erupts. “Jesus Christ!” Isaac exclaims, rushing toward Juniper. “I’ll call the hospital!” Desiree yells, already halfway to her phone, her fingers flying over the screen as she dials. And me? I just stand there, frozen, staring at the puddle forming on the floor, my brain trying to catch up with reality. Her water broke. In the middle of this nightmare of a night, her water broke. Before I know it, I’m moving, though I can’t quite remember deciding to do so. I reach Juniper just as Isaac gets to her, both of us hovering awkwardly around her as she clutches her belly, looking absolutely terrified. The anger from moments ago vanishes from her face, replaced by raw panic. “This isn’t happening,” she murmurs, her voice trembling. “This can’t be happening. I’m not ready. The baby isn’t ready.” “Hey, hey, breathe, okay? Just breathe.” Isaac’s voice is soft, almost tender, as he places a hand on her back. For a guy who was

Isaac’s face goes blank, his eyes widening as the words register. “An emergency... C-section?” The doctor nods again. “Yes, it’s the safest option for both her and the baby. We need to move quickly.” For a second, Isaac doesn’t move. He doesn’t speak. He just stands there, staring at the doctor as if he didn’t understand a word that was just said. But I can see it—the way his brain is racing, trying to process the decision he’s being asked to make. “I... I don’t—” Isaac stammers, his eyes flicking between the doctor and the door Juniper disappeared through. “Is she... will she be okay?” “We’ll do everything we can,” the doctor replies, his voice calm but clipped, like he’s repeating a well-practiced line. “But we need your consent to proceed.” Isaac’s hand goes to his hair again, pulling at it in frustration. “I—God, I don’t know what to do. What if something goes wrong? What if—” Desiree steps forward then, placing a hand on his arm. “Isaac, listen to me. You need to sign that

For a moment, neither of us says anything. The room seems quieter now, the rhythmic beeping of the machines the only sound. Juniper shifts slightly in the bed, wincing as she adjusts herself to face me. “You’re probably wondering why I wanted to talk to you,” she says, her voice quieter now, almost hesitant. I nod, stepping closer to the bed but keeping a respectful distance. “Yeah, it crossed my mind.” She smiles, but there’s no humor in it. “Caspian, you’ve always been my rock. The best brother anyone could ask for. I didn’t have time to say this to you before because, you know, I was kinda busy being pregnant and arguing with Isaac. One thing I never took you for was a blind person.” Her words hit me like a punch. Blind? What the hell is she talking about? I open my mouth to respond, but she’s already continuing. "How long have you and Desiree been married?" she aks, catching me off guard once again. I blink, trying to process. "A couple of months... why?" Juniper giv