Chapter 50 Little Miracles

• Sunlight filtered softly through the bedroom curtains, casting a golden hue across the bed where Emma and Lucas lay tangled in each other’s arms. The sound of birdsong outside blended with the gentle whirr of the baby monitor, creating a rare, tranquil moment. Emma stirred first, blinking sleepily as she took in the warmth of Lucas’s body next to hers, his hand still resting lightly on her waist.
• For a moment, she didn’t move. She simply breathed—deep and slow—letting the weight of the past few months wash over her. The endless nights, the exhaustion, the joy, the chaos… and the love. Always the love.
• Lucas stirred, his voice rough with sleep. “What time is it?”