Ciara’s POV Alice arrived first, already cooing before she even fully stepped inside. Seraphine followed with a oversized tote bag that looked like it could supply a small daycare.“Hand her over,” Seraphine said, holding out both arms. “Auntie duty starts now. We’ve got bottles, the emergency contact list, and zero intention of texting you every five minutes even though I know you’re going to spiral.”I hesitated with Rose against my chest. The anxiety hit harder than I expected. A few hours. That was all. Still, the idea of walking out the door without her made my stomach twist.Cain’s hand settled on the back of my neck, warm and steady. “She’s in good hands. We can leave. We can come back early if you need. No pressure.”Alice gently took Rose. The baby blinked up at her and then settled like she’d been waiting for this exact pair of arms. Traitor.“Go,” Alice said softly. “We’ve got her. I promise.”Seraphine waved us toward the door. “Seriously. Leave. Drink something. Touch ea
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