Daphne’s POV
The door creaked open, and as I stepped inside, my eyes widened.
The entire room had changed. Sunlight slipped through the curtains in thin golden streams, dancing over soft blankets, neatly folded baby clothes, and shelves stacked with toys. A faint scent of baby powder and fresh wood filled the air. Outside, the wind had picked up, carrying the scent of approaching rain as tree branches brushed gently against the windowpanes.
“Do you like them?” Miles asked from behind me, his voice bright with excitement.
I turned to him slowly, my mouth slightly open. “Why… why so many things?” I asked, confusion heavy in my tone.
He beamed, stepping further into the room. “Well, since you’re having a baby, I figured you’d need all of this,” he said with a grin that stretched across h
