(Liam Romano POV)
Isabella had never looked so radiant. In just a week, she’d gone from skittish and uncertain to chubby-cheeked and babbling, crawling clumsily across the rug like she’d belonged here all along. She nestled up against Caleb as if she’d known him her entire short life, patting his tiny back with her baby-soft hand in a mimicry of tenderness that made Hailey laugh. More than once I’d watched Hailey nursing both children at once, and every time I caught myself marveling at the effortless grace with which she turned the impossible into routine.
With her hair gathered into that loose knot she always favored, wisps spilling free to kiss her neck, Hailey looked like something I’d once dreamed up and somehow willed into existence. The pale nape of her neck flashed when she leane
