A few months passed, and Abigail had blossomed into a softer, rounder version of herself—plump in the most endearing way, her baby bump curving beneath her dresses like the sweetest promise. Her cheeks held a healthy flush now, and her movements had taken on that careful grace of expectant mothers. To Kai, she had never looked more irresistible.
She had two months left to go, and life seemed… settled. Peaceful. Every day began and ended with her in his arms, and for the first time in years, Kai felt like he was standing in the sunlight instead of chasing the memory of it.
He had made sure she wanted for nothing. The nursery was already complete—a soft, warm space painted in muted colors, every tiny detail handpicked to perfection. Every other necessity had been stocked, from stacks of fo
