When we arrived at the doctor's office, Nicholas assisted me in getting out of the car and gave me a hug before we entered.

"Hey, don't be concerned about Rosemary, my dad, Benson, or anything else. Please keep your attention on the baby. I will handle everything else."

I squeezed his hand while attempting to smile at him. Though in theory, it made sense, I was prone to care about everything and anything. I didn't, however, tell him that.

As soon as we entered, I liked the sleek and relaxing atmosphere and felt at home. I requested the necessary documentation from the front desk staff, and Nicholas and I sat...