บททั้งหมดของ Reborn To Break His Heart : บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 76

The morning sun spilled softly over the city skyline, glinting off the minimalist architecture of the event hall. The venue was understated yet elegant—white marble floors, crystal chandeliers, and floral arrangements in muted tones of ivory and blush. Every detail had been carefully curated, a reflection of Aria and Damian themselves: refined, commanding, and effortlessly sophisticated.Aria stood in the bridal suite, adjusting the delicate folds of her gown. The dress was simple, yet every cut, every stitch, spoke of elegance and grace. She ran her fingers along the lace, smiling softly to herself. Today wasn’t about grandeur. Today was about unity, strength, and the promise of forever.“Are you nervous?” asked her best friend, Leona, who had been helping her with final preparations.Aria shook her head, a soft laugh escaping her lips. “Not nervous. Excited. Focused. This is… us. And I want to savor every moment of it.”Leona smiled, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face. “You

The morning sunlight filtered softly through the floor-to-ceiling windows of their penthouse. Aria stood in the kitchen, lightly humming as she prepared breakfast. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee mixed with the faint scent of pastries Damian had requested the night before. It was a calm, ordinary morning—but beneath Aria’s calm exterior, her heart raced.She had known for a few days now, but hadn’t yet found the perfect moment to tell Damian. She wanted it to be intimate, soft, and completely theirs. But she had underestimated Damian’s perceptiveness.Damian appeared behind her quietly, his hands resting gently on her shoulders. “Morning,” he murmured, his voice still rough from sleep.Aria turned, smiling softly. “Morning,” she replied. Her hand instinctively covered the small curve of her stomach beneath the loose silk blouse.He followed her movements, eyes narrowing slightly, scanning her expression with that familiar intensity she had grown to love. “You’re… different this mor

The delivery room was softly lit, the hum of machines and the occasional murmur of nurses creating a strangely serene atmosphere. Aria gripped Damian’s hand as another contraction hit, her face pale but resolute. Every beat of her heart, every breath, carried the weight of life about to enter the world.Damian never left her side. His hand was steady, his thumb brushing over hers, grounding her as the pain surged and subsided. “You’re incredible, Aria,” he whispered, his voice hoarse with emotion. “You’re doing this… you’re bringing our daughter into the world.”Aria squeezed his hand, wincing. “I… I can’t do this without you.”“You’re not alone,” he said firmly, brushing her damp hair away from her face. “Not now, not ever. I’m right here. Every breath, every push… I’m with you.”She took a shuddering breath and nodded, focusing on his steady gaze. “Okay… together.”Together they were. Together they had faced empires, betrayals, danger. And now, together, they faced life itself.---