Tara’s POV

I didn’t sleep that night.

I lay on my side facing the window. My eyes were open the whole time, and the baby was rolling inside me like it knew something was ending. Every shift of its tiny body pressed against my ribs, my bladder, and my spine. It wasn’t painful but acted as a constant reminder that I wasn’t alone, even though I’d never felt more alone in my life.

The room was dark except for the dim light from the bathroom sneaking into the room.

Asher’s breathing settled on my skin behind me, and I felt a bit strange, like I was lying beside a stranger...