Leah's Pov

The house was a sea of baby items—bags of tiny clothes, boxes of diapers, towers of wipes, cribs half-assembled, and one pink giraffe rocking horse with a bow tied around its neck (courtesy of Cassie, of course).

Naomi sat on the couch, folding baby socks with military precision, while Rachel and Miranda tried to fit all the gift boxes into the guest room closet like it was Tetris.

“This giraffe is bigger than I was when I was born,” Rachel muttered, shoving the ...