Grace’s POV

As we drove away from the doctor's office, I kept stealing glances at the ultrasound images clutched in my hands. Two babies. Twins. The reality of it still hadn't fully sunk in.

"Twins," I whispered again, running my finger over the fuzzy outline of Baby A, then Baby B. "I still can't believe it."

Hunter reached across the console and squeezed my knee, his eyes never leaving the road. "How are you feeling?"

"A little overwhelmed and terrified. But excited." I laughed softly. ...