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ROXETTE The morning of the wedding dawned soft and golden, sunlight filtering through the curtains of the master bedroom at the estate. I woke slowly, one hand resting on my round belly as the baby gave a gentle kick. At seven months pregnant, my body felt full and heavy in the best way, like I was carrying the future right there with me. The pink diamond ring on my finger caught the light, a constant reminder of Chandler’s proposal in the garden just a couple of months ago. Today was the day we made it official. After everything, the secrets, the betrayals, the tears and the forgiveness, we were finally here. Thea and Diana were already in the room when I sat up, their laughter filling the space like sunlight. Thea was bustling around with a tray of fruit and herbal tea, while Diana sat on the edge of the bed, carefully laying

ROXETTE A couple of weeks after the nursery reveal, I was still riding the high of how perfect everything had turned out. The soft pastel walls, the cozy rocking chair, the little details Chandler and Elena had added, it all made the space feel like ours already. Every time I walked past the room, I’d pause to rub my round belly and imagine our baby sleeping there. At nearly eight months pregnant, my body felt full and heavy in the most beautiful way. I ate constantly these days, snacks in the morning, bigger meals in the afternoon, and whatever craving hit at night, but I didn’t mind. It was all part of carrying this little life that kicked and moved like they were already excited to meet us. Chandler had been my rock through it all. He handled my mood swings without blinking, rubbed my back when the aches hit, and never once made me feel like my emotions were too much. Even on days when I got teary over something small, he&rsqu

ROXETTE The first contraction hit me just after midnight on a quiet Thursday, a deep, rolling wave that started low in my back and wrapped around my belly like a tightening band. I’d been feeling off all day, more tired than usual, with the baby pressing down harder than ever, but I’d brushed it off as just another part of being nine months pregnant. Chandler had been extra attentive, rubbing my lower back while we watched a movie and making sure I ate a full dinner even though my appetite had been all over the place. Now, lying in our bed with the soft glow of the bedside lamp, I knew this was it. Another contraction came, stronger this time, and I reached for Chandler’s hand on the pillow beside me. “Chandler,” I whispered, my voice tight. “I think… I think the baby’s coming.”

ROXETTE The first weeks at home with Luna blurred into a soft haze of love, exhaustion, and tiny miracles that made every sleepless night worth it. Our daughter was only a few weeks old, but she already felt like the center of our universe. Her dark hair had started to curl slightly at the ends, and her eyes, when they fluttered open, were the deepest brown, just like Chandler’s. I spent hours just staring at her, tracing the curve of her tiny fingers or the soft line of her nose, my heart swelling every time she made one of those little newborn sounds, a sigh, a grunt, or the sweetest coo that melted me completely. Chandler was a natural in ways I hadn’t expected. He handled the midnight diaper changes without complaint, scooping Luna up from the bassinet beside our bed and murmuring to her in that low, soothing voice of

ROXETTE The days after that first family visit settled into a gentle rhythm that felt both new and deeply familiar. Luna was still so tiny, her little body fitting perfectly in the crook of my arm as she slept or nursed. I found myself spending hours in the nursery, rocking her while the soft pastel walls and the mobile above her crib created a peaceful little world just for us. Chandler was my constant anchor, always there with a warm hand on my back during late-night feedings or a quiet “You’re doing amazing” when exhaustion hit.  He handled the diaper changes like a pro and even took over burping duty so I could rest for a few extra minutes. Our little family felt complete in a way I hadn’t dared to hope for after everything we’d been through.