Evelyn’s POV

Evelyn stretched and stirred awake, her fingers brushing the spot on her belly that had grown rounder these past weeks. The baby’s movements were becoming stronger, more rhythmic, and she could see the child's little limbs moving. Sometimes, she’d wake in the middle of the night to the faint flutter and place her palm there, smiling into the darkness.

Today was her first official ultrasound.

Dr. Allen had called the day before to confirm the appointment, and though she’d ...