~Sienna~

The moment we step into the kids’ store, the air changes.

Bright colors, soft lullabies humming from little speakers, and shelves lined with tiny clothes, clothes so small they barely even look real.

Everything feels unreal. It’s like I’m operating on an automated command as I move through the room.

I blink, overwhelmed. I didn’t even know babies needed this many… things. Will I be able to get all the right things without leaving anything out?

Elias steps in behind me, ...