I stand there, my chin tilted toward Reed’s chest, taking it all in.
Family. Safety. Peace.
All the things I once thought I’d never have.
The song slows as Reed’s thumb moves in slow circles on the back of my hand.
I’ve been keeping this secret for a couple of weeks, and I think I can finally tell him.
“Baby,” I whisper, my breath trembling as I find the courage.
He leans down, his brows furrowing. “What is it, sunshine?”
I press my lips together for a moment, looking up at him, my voice barely a whisper. “I need to tell you something.”
His grip tightens slightly, worry flickering. “You’re scarin’ me.”
A tear slides down my face, but it’s a happy one.“I’m pregnant.”
He stares, like he’s trying to make sure he heard right.
His eyes widen, glassy with disbelief. He laughs, cupping my face, and kisses me once, twice, and again, whispering against my lips, “You’re serious?”
I nod, smiling through tears. “Yeah. We’re having a baby, Reed.”
He closes his eyes as he presses his forehead to mine, tears sliding down his scarred cheek. His voice cracks when he says, “You just gave me everything I never thought I’d get.”
Around us, the song fades, but he keeps swaying, his thumb brushing my jaw. “You saved me,” he whispers. “You took a wrecked man and made him whole. Now you’re giving me a family.”
I shake my head, tears catching in my throat. “No, Reed. We saved each other. Two wrecked hearts, we stitched them back together.”
He smiles, resting his hand on my stomach, his fingers trembling. “Guess that’s what we do, huh? We build somethin’ beautiful from the wreckage.”
Two souls rediscovering their path through the ruins.
Two hearts that refused to stop beating.
And when Reed kisses me again, tender, trembling, and reverent, I know deep down thatWrecked Heartsisn’t just our story.
It’s our beginning.
Two wrecked hearts. One steady rhythm. Forever beating as one.
THE END.
