Ethan’s POV

After Katelyn carried Lucas to bed, I watched her quietly. Her expression was tired but determined, like she’d already made up her mind to slip away the second Lucas was asleep.

I leaned on the doorway, the wanting of her to stay rising in my chest.

She tucked Lucas under the covers with gentle hands. He was small and peaceful, clinging to the safety of her presence.

Katelyn turned to go, but before she could step away, a tiny hand shot out from beneath the blankets and held ...