Morgan POV

Four days looked like four years without Tricia, although I visited Tricia every day. Ethan enjoyed his mother's milk in the morning and afternoon, but in the evening, while we were home, I prepared it myself.

I didn't allow anyone to assist me in preparing it. Sometimes, Theresa would stay watching me while I busied myself preparing the baby's milk.

"How are you doing, now?" I asked Tricia, who was holding the baby.

"Cool," she said.

The doctor said that she would be ...