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Sophia had fallen asleep for the first time in hours.Dominic sat beside the hospital bed watching her breathe slowly, one hand resting over the curve of her stomach. Every so often the twins shifted, small movements beneath the blanket reminding him just how fragile this moment was.Across the room Hailey was standing in her playpen, bouncing slightly and babbling to herself while chewing on the ear of her stuffed giraffe.Dominic watched both of them.His entire world was in that hospital room.But he also knew something else.Sophia couldn’t handle stress right now.Dr. Klein had been clear.“Bedrest means calm. No strain. No extra responsibilities.”Dominic rubbed his forehead.Hailey suddenly tossed the giraffe out of the playpen and squealed loudly.Sophia stirred in the bed.Dominic quickly stood and picked up the toy before the noise woke her fully.“Hey monkey,” he whispered gently.Hailey giggled and reached for him.Dominic lifted her carefully.“Yeah… you’re the problem.”

The days began to blend together.Morning.Doctor checks.Bed therapy.Monitor beeping softly beside the bed.Dominic had moved into the small recliner next to Sophia’s hospital bed like it was his permanent residence.Sophia woke up one morning and looked over at him sleeping with his arm hanging awkwardly off the chair.“You’re going to break your back before I break my femur,” she muttered.Dominic groaned and rubbed his face.“Good morning to you too.”Sophia smiled faintly.“What time is it?”Dominic checked the clock.“7:15.”Sophia sighed.“Another exciting day of laying here.”Dominic leaned forward and kissed her forehead.“You’re getting really good at it.”Sophia rolled her eyes.“I should get a medal.”Dominic chuckled.“I’ll buy you a trophy.”Dr. Klein walked in with a chart in hand.“Good morning.”Sophia immediately asked the only question she cared about.“What week am I?”The doctor smiled slightly.“Thirty-one.”Sophia exhaled slowly.“Three more weeks.”Dominic nod

Two days after hitting thirty-four weeks, the hospital room felt almost peaceful.Too peaceful.Sophia was lying back against the pillows, watching Hailey stack plastic cups on the tray table beside the bed. Dominic sat in the recliner flipping through a parenting book that he clearly wasn’t really reading.Sophia shifted slightly.“Dom.”He looked up immediately.“What?”Sophia pressed her hand against her stomach.“That one was different.”Dominic stood up right away.“Different how?”Sophia took a slow breath.“Not like the practice ones.”Dominic glanced toward the monitor beside the bed.“Contraction?”Sophia nodded slowly.“I think so.”Right on cue another one came.Stronger.Sophia grabbed the edge of the bed and inhaled sharply.Dominic hit the call button.A nurse appeared almost immediately.“What’s going on?”Dominic stepped aside.“She’s having contractions again.”The nurse checked the monitor.The lines on the screen rose sharply.“Well… looks like your babies have made

The room had finally grown quiet.The rush of nurses and doctors had faded, leaving just the soft hum of machines and the tiny sounds of two newborns breathing beside Sophia.Dominic sat on the edge of the hospital bed, completely overwhelmed. One tiny baby rested against his chest while Sophia held the other carefully in her arms.Sophia looked down at the little boy first.His tiny fingers wrapped around hers instinctively.“He’s strong,” she whispered.Dominic smiled softly.“He gets that from you.”Sophia laughed quietly.“Or stubborn.”Dominic nodded.“That too.”The baby shifted slightly and made a small sound.Sophia kissed the top of his head.“You ready to name them?” Dominic asked.Sophia looked up at him.“I’ve been ready.”Dominic adjusted the baby girl in his arms and looked down at her small face.She blinked slowly like she was studying the world already.Sophia smiled.“She looks like she’s already judging us.”Dominic chuckled.“She definitely gets that from you.”Sop

The move to Fort Jackson felt like a storm.Three babies.Boxes everywhere.New house.New base.New doctors.Sophia barely had time to breathe.The twins were only a few months old when they finally settled into the small military house on base. Gianna cried every evening around six, Giovanni slept like a rock, and Hailey had decided the entire house was her playground.Sophia stood in the kitchen one afternoon leaning slightly on the counter, her leg throbbing again.Patrick noticed immediately.“That leg again?”Sophia sighed.“It never stopped.”She had been trying to ignore it for weeks, but the pain had slowly returned. Some days it felt like pressure deep inside the bone.Angelo leaned against the doorway.“You find a doctor yet?”Sophia nodded.“Orthopedic surgeon here on base.”Patrick frowned.“And?”Sophia looked down at the floor.“He thinks the rod shifted.”Patrick’s expression darkened.“What does that mean?”Sophia exhaled slowly.“It means surgery.”Again.Dominic bar