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ZARA'S POV

I stood in the nursery, a sea of pastel colors all around me. The room was almost ready for the baby, but that mix of excitement and anxiety still had me folding and arranging the tiny clothes in the drawers. Every little piece made it all a little fresher. This wasn't just a dream anymore, I was going to be a mom.

"Zara!" Kai yelled from the other room, breaking my concentration.

I checked the time. Just mid-morning, he was home from work already. I couldn't help the curve upwards in a smile. "Yeah? I'm in the nursery!"

He stepped inside, leaning against the doorframe with that too-wide-to-ignore grin. "Need any help?”

"No, I'm good, just trying to make everything perfect." Then I turned to him, and for a second, something glittered in his eyes, the excitement or mischief. "And you…what's got you so happy."

He shrugged, looking around the room. "Just thinking how much I love it here, and how lucky I am."