Kody P O V
She fell asleep with her head on my chest.
The kind of sleep that doesn’t come easy, not when someone’s been through what she has. But tonight… she trusted me enough to close her eyes.
I didn’t move.
Didn’t even shift my weight.
My arm stayed wrapped around her shoulders, one hand tracing soft circles along the upper curve of her back. The other gently rested on her stomach—right where I could almost feel her warmth and the faint promise of two lives growing inside.
Two.
It still shook me sometimes.
Not with fear, but with this kind of awe I didn’t know how to name.
Mishele had no idea how strong she was. Not just because she survived. But because she still loved. Still hoped, even when she was too scared to say it out loud.
I tilted my head slightly, enough to look do
