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She smiles at me, her eyes sparkling with gratitude. “I know. I’m just a little nervous. I’m still wrapping my head around this all being real. I’ve always wanted a sibling for Emma, but I thought it would never happen. Just a few months ago you were still in the city and now we’re here.”

I hug her close to me. “I know. It’s a lot. But this baby is going to be so loved. I promise I’m going to support you. I’m not going anywhere.” I can understand why she’s worried after how Matthew reacted to Emma. I’m going to do everything in my power to make sure that she never goes through that again.

“Lily Johnson!” the nurse calls out.

At the sound of her name, she turns to me looking for assurance. I smile at her. We stand together and I reach for Lily’s hand, holding it tightly. We follow her down the white corridor and into one of the rooms. As we enter the examination room, my nerves kick into high gear. I try to maintain a calm demeanor for Lily’s sake, but my excitement is undeniable.

Dr. Neale, a warm and friendly woman, greets us with a smile.

“Hello, Lily,” she says, her voice soothing and reassuring. “I’m Dr. Neale. And who is this? Are you dad?”

“Yes. My name’s Blake,” I say, unable to hide the pride in my voice. “It’s nice to meet you. Thanks for taking us on. I know your books are full.”

“It was no worry. I’m happy to help!” she tells us. “So, today we’re going to measure the baby and check on its development. Are you both ready?”

Lily nods, her eyes filled with nervousness. I squeeze her hand gently, offering my silent support. Dr. Neale proceeds to prepare the ultrasound equipment, her expertise is evident in every movement. I’d looked for the best OBGYN in the area and she had come very highly recommended.

“All right, Lily, lie back and lift your shirt slightly,” Dr. Neale instructs, her tone gentle.

Lily complies, her trust in the doctor evident.

As the ultrasound begins, I can’t help but feel a sense of wonder. The screen comes to life, revealing a black-and-white image of our tiny miracle. Dr. Neale moves the transducer with precision, capturing different angles and measurements.

“There it is,” Dr. Neale points out, her voice filled with excitement. “That little flicker you see is your baby’s heartbeat.”

My breath catches as I watch the monitor, the sound of the baby’s heartbeat echoing through the room. It’s a mesmerizing moment, one that fills my heart with overwhelming love and joy. I glance at Lily, her eyes fixated on the screen, her face glowing with emotion.

Dr. Neale continues her examination, measuring various aspects of the baby’s growth. Her words blend into a symphony of reassurance and delight.

“Everything looks great,” Dr. Neale says, her voice filled with warmth. “Your baby is developing beautifully. You’re doing a wonderful job, Lily.”

A mixture of relief and elation washes over me. This is the confirmation we’ve been waiting for, the affirmation that our dreams of becoming parents together are becoming a reality.

I lean in closer to Lily, my voice filled with awe and gratitude.

“It’s real, Lily,” I whisper, my eyes glistening with tears of joy. “Can you believe it? We made a little miracle together.” I’ve not been this happy in such a long time. I feel like fate has brought us together. I feel like my heart is going to burst.

Leaving the doctor’s office, we clutch the ultrasound pictures tightly, like precious treasures. The weight of responsibility and the depth of our unspoken love fills the air with electric energy.

“Should we tell anyone?” I ask Lily.

I want to leave the decision to her. It’s her body, after all.

Lily seems to consider it for a minute. “Can it just be for us for now?” she asks me.

I nod. “Of course. Whatever you want, sweetheart.” The pet name just slips out. I feel high on my feelings for Lily right now that I can’t stop it.

It makes her smile even brighter.

“Shall we go shopping and get some bits for the baby?” I suggest.

I’m too excited to go home and pretend this is happening. I need a little longer with just me and Lily. Besides, the kids are happy with Olivia. They love their auntie to pieces. It clicks that Olivia is going to be a step-auntie to Emma now. That we are going to be a family in a way. It’s a nice thought. Somehow, I ended up with my teenage crush—the pretty girl who lived down the street, and I was too shy to admit my feelings. It’s funny where life takes you.

“Okay,” she agrees.

Our hearts swell with dreams and plans, imagining the nursery, the laughter of a child, and the shared experiences that await us. With excitement fueling our every step, we find ourselves in a baby store, surrounded by colorful aisles filled with tiny clothes, soft blankets, and adorable toys. We wander through the aisles, our hands brushing against each other as we pick up tiny onesies and cute nursery decorations.

As we select items for our baby, our conversations are filled with laughter and anticipation. We talk about the kind of parents we want to be. In these moments, our bond deepens, our unspoken love grows stronger, and the realization of the beautiful life we are creating together becomes even more tangible.

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