Olivia
The first light of dawn filtered through the curtains, casting a soft golden hue across the room. I had barely slept. Every time I closed my eyes, images of what might happen at our meeting with Ryan played out like a gruesome movie.
And now, morning had arrived, and those fears were no longer contained within the realm of dreams.
Beside me, Nathan stirred. He reached out, his fingers finding mine under the sheets. The warmth of his touch, so familiar and comforting, couldn’t quite dispel the cold knot of anxiety in my stomach.
“We should get up,” I whispered. The reality of the situation pressed on me, making the air feel heavy.
Before Nathan could respond, the unmistakable sound of twin cries echoed from the nursery. Elliot and Aurora. In the midst of our conc
