Aria’s POV

Kylie’s baby shower was full of color, chatter, and the smell of way too many cupcakes. The backyard had been decorated with pink and gold balloons, soft flower arrangements, and a banner that read "Welcome Baby Girl!"

Jameson and I had only just arrived, and already, I felt the warmth of everyone around us. Henry was tucked in his little carrier on my chest, fast asleep with one hand curled under his chin like he was plotting something in his dreams.

He was just a month old, but ...