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~Selene's POV~The two-week reassessment falls on a Wednesday, and Selene finds herself more nervous walking into Amara's temporary setup in the sitting room than she has been for any council session in the past year, the specific fear of a body she cannot out-argue or out-strategize sitting heavier than any political threat has managed to sit in months.Amara works through the scan with her usual unhurried thoroughness, narrating as she goes, and Selene watches her face for the particular stillness that would signal bad news before the words themselves arrive."It's resolved," Amara says finally, and the relief that moves through Selene is so complete it takes her a moment to trust it. "Fully stabilized. No sign of the abruption at all on today's scan. Wren's measuring exactly where she should be, heartbeat strong, everything tracking normally.""So the bed rest worked.""The bed rest gave your body room to heal what it needed to heal, yes. I want to be honest that we don't fully und

~Selene's POV~Thirty weeks arrives with the specific milestone quality Amara has been tracking toward since the abruption scare, the point at which travel becomes permissible again, modified activity expanding back toward something closer to ordinary, and Selene finds herself standing at the edge of her old schedule the way a person stands at the edge of water they have not swum in for months, uncertain whether the body still remembers how to move through it the way it once did without thinking."I'm not rushing back to the full pace," she tells Caden, reviewing the regional council's latest request at the kitchen table, a case two packs over where the pattern documentation might apply directly. "Written consultation only, for now. No travel until after Wren actually arrives, regardless of what Amara technically permits at this stage.""I trust you to know the difference now, better than I would have trusted myself to know it a year ago.""I know you do. That trust is part of why I'm

~Selene's POV~The nursery comes together slowly over the following weeks, not the frantic assembly Selene remembers from before the twins arrived, back when every purchase and preparation carried an undertone of fear she hadn't fully named at the time, but something unhurried this time, built in small increments between governance sessions and consulting calls and the ordinary rhythm of a household that has finally, genuinely learned to breathe properly.Petra sends a package from Silvermere, a small hand-stitched quilt that arrives with a note reading only Made this myself. Don't laugh at the crooked seams, I was learning as I went and refused to give up halfway through, and Selene hangs it over the crib rail immediately, crooked seams and all, because it is exactly the kind of imperfect, deliberate care that has come to characterize everyone she has chosen, over these past years, to keep close to her.Caden builds the small bookshelf himself, over two full weekends, refusing help f

~Selene's POV~Thirty-six weeks arrives on a Tuesday, and Selene marks it privately the way she has learned to mark most milestones in this pregnancy, a single line added to the notebook rather than any external announcement made to the household, though the significance of the number sits with her all morning in a way she does not entirely try to shake off or reason herself out of feeling.Thirty-six weeks was the exact moment the twins arrived, born early during that difficult first pregnancy in a rented Silvermere apartment with almost nothing prepared beyond determination, and though Amara has assured her repeatedly, at every recent appointment, that Wren's gestation has followed a considerably steadier path this time, no early labor markers appearing on any scan, no repeat of the abruption that frightened them both so badly weeks earlier, the number still carries its own particular weight regardless, a private echo of a birth she survived largely alone, with only her mother and D

~Selene's POV~The contractions begin on a Sunday afternoon, mild enough at first that Selene mistakes them for the same Braxton Hicks tightening she has felt intermittently for weeks now, easy enough to dismiss while folding laundry or reviewing a consultation report, and it is only when they settle into an actual rhythm, twelve minutes apart, then ten, unmistakable in a way the earlier practice contractions never were, that she allows herself to properly consider what they might genuinely be."I think this might actually be it," she tells Caden, finding him in the study with the twins, Lior narrating something elaborate to a patient audience consisting of one father and one wooden dragon propped carefully on the desk.He is on his feet immediately, the specific controlled urgency she remembers clearly from the drive to the clinic months earlier, though this time there is nothing genuinely frightening underneath it, only readiness, alertness, the particular focus of a man who has spe