Chapter Three
CLAY
Having Aiden at my side gives me courage, it gives me the courage and the need to be there for Wes.
We’re walking into the hospital, Aiden pushing the stroller as I carry the little man’s bag. I almost feel like we’re back to the day we went to the wedding, but our life has changed so much in those weeks between then and now that it almost feels like a lifetime ago.
I look around, Wes messaged me that Mum will come pick us up at the front desk, and when I reach out to Aiden, touch his arm for a moment, I hear my name.
“Clay!” Mum stalks over to us, her eyes bright, a huge smile on her face. “So happy you’re here.”
I give her a quick hug. “Happy to be here. How is he doing?”
“Oh.” Her face falls a little.
“What?” Something wrong?
“They just brought him back to hi
