Chloe rocked the baby in her arms, whispering soft lullabies while James stood by the door staring.

“Your father is eating it up, he seems happier than any of us could be.”

“Chloe's smile was strained. “Let's just hope it lasts.”

James turned to her. “You are nervous, weren't you the mastermind behind it?”

“Of course I'm nervous,” she snapped.

“We brought a child across borders and told everyone I gave birth. One mistake and it all collapses.”

“We'll be fine,” ...