*Daphne*

“How long are you here?” I asked, leading Eva to the nursery.

“We have a couple of weeks. At least, if things go the way they have been.”

I frowned. “What does that mean?”

“Oh my!” Eva gasped and rushed into the nursery. My girls sat up in their shared crib and smiled as Eva approached. “They are gorgeous.”

Without a moment’s pause, she scooped them into her arms and snuggled them both.

I smiled ...