The waiting room of the hospital was quiet, punctuated only by the occasional beep of a monitor and soft footsteps outside. Serena sat on the edge of the chair, her hands folded nervously over her stomach.

The nurse smiled warmly. “Everything looks good. But… congratulations. You’re having twins.”

Serena blinked.

“Twins?!”

She didn’t know whether to laugh or scream. A part of her felt dizzy with excitement, another part with sheer terror. “Twins,” she whispered to herself, a small laugh escaping. “What have we done?”

Roman’s hand found hers, steady and warm. “Twins, huh?” he said, grinning. “Guess they take after me.”

Serena nudged him playfully. “Or maybe just your...