GOING TO LOSE YOU FOREVER
Now, Kc was stuck in the middle of a pastel dreamland, his arms laden with alpaca stuffed animals, three types of bottle sterilizers, and what looked to be a wipe warmer in the shape of a golden duck.
Valeria, her oversized sunglasses and flowy maternity garb hollering glam, held up two swaddles frowning between her eyes.
"Okay," she grumbled. "Clouds or stars?"
"Stars," said Kc hastily, trying to keep pace.
She turned. “Why?”
He blinked. “Because she’s named Celeste Skye. Space theme. Duh.”
She slowly nodded, impressed. “You have been paying attention.”
“I’m literally carrying your entire zodiac aisle,” he deadpanned, motioning to the baby constellation mobile tangled around his neck.
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