CHAPTER 103AMAYA

“Easy… don’t try to sit up too fast.”

“I’m fine,” I murmured, though I didn’t pull away when Alvaro’s hand steadied me, his touch firm but careful as though I might still break if he wasn’t paying attention.

“You said that during labor too,” Javier muttered from across the room, though there was no bite in it, only quiet relief threaded through the words as he leaned back against the wall, watching us in a way that felt different now, softer, like something in him had finally settled.

“And I was right then too,” I said, a faint smile touching my lips as I adjusted the small weight...