Gracie P.O.V.

I can't stop reliving what happened and what I heard.

"I love you, and I am proud of you, and I love your having our children," Hayes said, kissing me on the top of my head.

"You're going to be the best mom, sweetheart. I know you are."

"Come here," he said, and I did; he started rocking and comforting me and then kissed me on top of my head.

He kept repeating that I would be a great mom and loved our babies; he was happy and proud and said he loved me.

I gasped with shock, but knew I would ruin it if I opened my...