Olivia’s POVThe morning light spilled painting a soft glow over Aiden and Lily as they giggled on the rug, their toys scattered like tiny islands of joy. My heart thudded gently, a steady rhythm beneath the weight of my swollen belly, where Hope’s faint kicks stirred a warmth that battled the shadows of our past. The aroma of pancakes wafted from the kitchen, where Lucas flipped them with a playful grin, his cane propped against the counter, his voice teasing as he called, “Lily, save some for Aiden, or he’ll steal your stack!” My throat eased, my pulse steadying as I smiled, my eyes glistening with love for his warmth, his resilience despite the limp from his tibia fracture. Aiden laughed, his heart open with joy, tossing a toy car to Lily, who squealed with delight. My stomach settled, my heart swelling with gratitude, but a flicker of anxiety rippled through me, a PTSD-driven shadow that crept into quiet moments. My pulse raced, my throat burning as I moved to the front door
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-09-07
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