In-Love with More than One
I fought it at first, but then Lucy was born, and suddenly safety felt like something holy.
The birth was fast. Faster than I expected. Gavin drove me to the hospital, Jack kept yelling from the back seat about the bag we forgot, and Harrison held my hand the whole way, calm and solid even when I threw up in his lap.
Lucy came into the world pink, loud, and absolutely perfect. She looked like Lyra the moment she opened her eyes, but with Gavin’s nose and a tiny fist that latched around Harrison’s thumb like she was claiming him on sight.