Stepping into the elevator, I hit the button for Sage’s floor and leaned against the metal wall with my hands stuffed into my pants pockets. Laila had officially been relieved from bed rest by Dr. Lin this morning, so I could take both my girls out for dinner tonight.
Sage hadn’t been herself since the incident. She had been skipping dinners and cutting visits upstairs short, not wanting to talk for long when I visited her throughout the week. I wanted to give her space to process things, but I also wanted her to know we cared.
That we still wanted this, no matter what.
Tonight, we would make sure she knew.
My lips curled into a soft smile as I thought about how Laila had been so excited to go baby shopping with Sage today. She had been gushing about it all week and nagging Dr. Lin to
