Zara
Today is my birthday.
And not just any birthday—my nineteenth.
I woke up to sunlight pouring across my bed like golden confetti, the warmth of the morning wrapping around me like a promise.
Everything felt perfect.
The babies fluttered in my belly—soft kicks, like they were celebrating too.
I had so much to be grateful for.
I was getting married. I was starting a family. I had amazing friends, parents who adored me, and a man who loved me.
And still…
There it was again.
That feeling.
That strange, aching stir deep in my chest.
Like something inside me was just beginning to wake up.
⸻
I pushed the covers off, sat up, and pressed my palm to the small curve of my belly.
“Morning, boys,” I whispered with a smile.
It had only been a few days since we found out—twins.
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