Kayden’s POV

Seven long months of watching Heather endure morning sickness, swollen legs, sleepless nights, and constant pain. Worry for her never left my mind.

I looked into her eyes and saw tears brimming, threatening to spill over. My chest tightened. “What’s wrong, Hea?” I asked softly, concern lacing my voice.

She let out a shaky sigh. “My feet,” she muttered bitterly, her voice trembling. “They look like ugly duck legs. I’m so fat and unattractive.”

The way her voice broke shattered me. “Hea,” I said gently, cupping her face in my hands, “you’re beautiful. You’re my goddess.”

She shook her head, her lips trembling. “Easy for you to say,”...