Emma’s breath caught in her throat. Twins? After years of infertility, the idea of a single child had seemed almost impossible, and now two? Tears of relief and overwhelming emotion spilled from her eyes. It was a miracle she hadn’t dared to dream of.
As she lay in the hospital bed, the reality of her situation slowly started to sink in. The divorce, the disbelief, Irene’s cruel words—they all seemed to fade into the background. All that mattered now was the life growing inside her.
A gentle knock on the door pulled Emma from her thoughts. It was Daniel. He looked hesitant, a bouquet of flowers awkwardly clutched in his hand. His eyes were filled with a mix of concern and confusion.
