CARTER
The house was filled with laughter that night. Our parents were over for dinner, CJ was glued to Chloe’s side, and we all ended the evening watching Finding Nemo—CJ’s pick, of course. Chloe was glowing, her belly round and firm, and every time CJ touched it, she’d smile like the world was perfect.
“Are the bags ready?” tanong ni Chloe habang nakahiga sa sofa, hawak ang kamay ko.
“Yes, baby. Everything’s packed. Diaper bag, hospital bag, even your snacks.” I kissed her forehead. I was confident. Or at least pretending to be. Inside, I was a mess.
CJ leaned in and whispered, “Mom, if you need anything, I’m just here. I’ll take care of you.”
My heart swelled. That boy— our boy— was growing up fast.
It was past midnight when Chloe gripped my arm and said, “Carter… I think it’s ti
