The days that followed were a quiet chaos of appointments, preparations, and small, careful routines. Lena and Adrien moved through them together, tentative but determined, their new rhythm forming naturally as if their lives had been waiting for this moment to finally catch up.Lena sat cross-legged on the couch one evening, a blanket draped over her legs, the soft glow of a lamp casting warm light across the room. Adrien was at the table, laptop open, headphones around his neck, half-listening to the soft hum of music while he organized notes about their new arrangements for the baby—nursery ideas, schedules, and lists of supplies they would need. He glanced up every so often, checking on her, his eyes softening when she smiled faintly at something she was thinking about.Then it happened.A flutter. Subtle, almost like the brush of a bird’s wing against her belly. Lena froze mid-breath, staring down in disbelief. Another nudge, gentle but unmistakable.“Adrien,” she whispered, her
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