Six years ago

It’s a random sunny April afternoon, and you’re at the florist with Savannah, searching for the perfect flowers for her sister’s birthday. You kneel over a display of lilies when Savannah taps your shoulder, making you look up. There he is, a tall, muscular man holding the biggest bouquet you’ve ever seen. Your heart skips as he silently offers it to you, waiting for your hand to take it.

That afternoon, you didn’t go to Savannah’s sister’s birthday. And in hindsight… it was the best decision you’ve ever made.

Since then, every April, he brings you flowers. Every single day. What a gentleman. Savannah is now your son’s godmother, and soon she’ll be the godmother of your second baby, too. Seven months pregnant isn’t easy, especially with a clingy little boy and a possessive husband. But this is the life you’ve chosen, and you wouldn’t trade it for anything.

Present

The sun pours through the thin curtains of your room, warm and golden. Silver’s laughter drifts up from the pool outside, where Savannah plays with him under the summer sky. Your head rests on Elias’ chest, one of his hands pressed gently against your baby bump, feeling the soft kicks of your little one. His other hand scrolls lazily through his phone, but the comfort of his steady heartbeat and the warmth of his touch make the room feel like its own little world, safe, soft, perfect.