BEN POV

The morning light spilled softly through the kitchen window as I sat at the table, slowly chewing on a piece of toast.

My stomach wasn’t queasy for once, but my nerves made up for it.

Today was my first official prenatal checkup, and even though everything seemed fine on the outside, I couldn’t shake the fear that something might be wrong.

“You ready?” Nolan’s voice was gentle as he entered the kitchen, car keys in hand.

I looked up and gave a tight nod. “As ...