Jordan POV
The steady beep of the machines matched the throb behind my eyes. Everything around me felt foggy and slow, like I was stuck underwater while the rest of the world kept moving.
Then I saw her.
My sister-in-law, Coral, entered the room like a damn storm wrapped in royalty—glowing, powerful, pregnant as hell, and looking like she might snap if one more person asked her how far along she was. She was flanked by Harmony, who trailed in with that calm concern etched into her face.
Coral leaned into Harmony for a quick, meaningful hug before making her way toward the corner of the room and easing into a chair, rubbing her round belly like it owed her answers.
My parents were already there. My mom, Kristen, stood close to me, hovering in her usual overprotective way. My dad, Mich
