As the words sank in, Emma’s mind swirled with a mix of disbelief and overwhelming emotion. Twins. After years of struggling, after nights spent praying and mourning what seemed impossible, she was carrying two little miracles.
The doctor entered, offering a warm smile and gentle reassurance. “You’re very lucky, Mrs. Reeves. The fall could have caused complications, but everything looks fine. We’ll keep you under observation, but the babies are strong.”
Emma exhaled, relief flooding her senses. She closed her eyes for a moment, allowing herself to feel—truly feel—the joy that she’d been denied the chance to embrace. Her heart seemed to swell, filling the room with a warmth that even the sterile hospital environment couldn’t stifle.
