Ruby’s POV
Dominic looked genuinely happy, a rare sight that made my heart ache with conflicting emotions. He lifted our baby in the air, cooing and making funny faces. Justin giggled, his laughter filling the room with a warmth that contrasted sharply with the cold calculations running through my mind.
“Look at him, Ruby,” Dominic said, his eyes sparkling with joy. “He’s so perfect.”
I nodded, my smile tightening. “Yes, he is.”
“Do you need help with anything?” Dominic asked, turning to face me. “I can take care of him while you rest.”
“I’m fine,” I replied, my voice steady. “Just focus on spending time with him.”
He frowned slightly, sensing my detachment but said nothing. Instead, he turned his attention back to our son, his face softening once more. As I watched them, I couldn’t
