~One more to adore...arriving summer 2018🤍~ #babystyles #daderaunlocked #itsgivingmumanddadvibes

The post’s been up for just over ten minutes. It’s strange — watching something so personal turn into something so public, so quickly. The likes climbed past half a million before I even set my phone down. Now it's just sitting on the table, screen dark, still buzzing occasionally. The world reacting in real time to something we’ve kept to ourselves for seven months.

You're curled into the corner of the couch, one knee pulled up, hoodie stretched over your growing belly — my hoodie, actually. I never asked for it back. I watch the way your hand rests there, protective and unconscious. It gets me every time. The ultrasound strip is still on the table, next to your half-drunk tea. I’d taken the photo this morning, just after you laughed at something I said and the baby kicked hard enough to startle us both. I remember thinking this is it. This is the moment.

So I posted it. And now the world knows. They’re already calling it the post of the year. Headlines, edits, fans crying on TikTok — I saw one girl scream into a pillow and nearly fall off the couch. But in here, in this moment — it doesn’t feel loud. It feels like something we’ve always known, finally spoken aloud.

It’s surreal, thinking back. The band, the whirlwind, the six of us becoming a team. You and me growing together as a couple. That first show, your voice cutting through the noise like it was the only thing real. Somehow, all of that led to this, to now.

I glance over at you again. I exhale, slow and steady, then say quietly, more to the room than to you. “They all know now. But this… this still feels like ours.”