Her face is a world of wonder,

Crafted from stars and dreams.

Eyes, blue and boundless as the sky,

Shimmer like sunlight beams,

Framed by midnight lashes,

Dark and infinite.

Her tiny nose, a gentle curve,

A flaw so intimate,

Soft and small,

Her perfect mouth

With rows of crooked teeth

Radiate the purest joy

That spark and shine beneath.

Her cheeks so soft and tender,

Made for peppering with kisses...

Everything comes so easily for you. Your home hums with peace, as though the world itself bends to your comfort. Laughter bursts from you, unguarded and easy, spilling through the gap in your teeth as if you’ve never had to hide it. Your nights are safe, your stomach always full. You’ve never felt that sudden, icy stab of fear for something as small as a spilled drink or a careless word. You’ve ne...

Beep. Beep. Beep. Exhaustion pulls at me, heavy and relentless, threatening to drag me under. My skin glistens, damp with the proof of my efforts. The machine above me hums in steady rhythm, its sound a haunting lullaby—a reminder of where I am. My muscles throb, my breath trembles, and the air feels thick with waiting. The only other sound is the faint rustle of scrubs moving around me.

Beep. Be...

The smell of him surrounds me—Earl Grey with a hint of spice. Warm breath tickles my ear as he leans in to whisper, “I love you.” His hard body presses against mine, effortlessly gliding me around the room. Etta James’ “At Last” floats through the air, wrapping us in its melody. My mind drifts, consumed by him, by us.

An hour has passed since the sun sank beyond the horizon, and our daughter slee...