(Emma)
The days moved quickly. Some felt longer than others, dragging on as we waited for the pup to come. My belly grew heavier, my body slower, and every little movement made me more aware of just how close I was to meeting her.
I tried not to think too much, but it was impossible.
Every night, I lay awake, staring at the ceiling, my hand resting over my belly. Darius was always beside me, his arm draped over my waist, his breathing slow and calm. He always slept so deeply, like he had no doubt that everything would be okay. I envied that.
I wanted to believe it too.
But the fear was still there, no matter how much I tried to push it away.
I had never been this close to something so life-changing before. In just a few weeks, maybe even days, everything would be different. I would b
