Months later, I found myself decorating our home with photos from our wedding day alongside others that captured the journey of our lives together. I wanted everything to feel as cozy and welcoming as possible for our new chapter.

"Love, can you help me move this?" I called out, struggling with a heavy frame.

Hayden appeared, shirtless and covered in sweat, having been busy organizing furniture for the baby's room.

"Darling, stop moving around so much. You're in the final days. You're supposed to be resting," he said, concern lining his voice.

I rolled my eyes. I couldn’t stand being still and leaving all the work to him.

"I'm just...