Alaia
Three years later...
"I have the discharge order," Nick said as he entered, holding a paper in his hands. He stopped at the door, looking at us.
Noah and Alana gazed at Nicolas, their baby brother who had been born just hours ago, whom I held in my arms.
"He's so tiny," Alana whispered, and Noah kissed his little head. I was overcome with emotion again, knowing that my children already loved their little brother. Nick took out his phone and snapped a picture of us. I smiled, remembering the day I had told him the news months ago.
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We came down the stairs. Noah held the gift box with one of the five tests inside. This time, I would be able to tell him the news the way I had wanted to the first time. Alana held a box with a pair of little shoes. The three of us waited for se
