Layla was seated on the hospital bed as she watched Nolan walk in, with a baby in his arms. Noelle was standing beside her mother.

Layla's eyes widened as she took in the sight of her son, who was only a month old. He was a chubby, happy baby, with a thatch of dark red hair and bright blue eyes, all the kids took after their father.

"Oh, my baby" she exclaimed, reaching out her arms to him.

Nolan placed a sleeping Noah in Layla's arms and he snuggled as his mother carried him.

“How are you doing, my love?" Nolan asked, tucking a strand of her hair that was...