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“You had one of the smoothest deliveries and healthiest pregnancies I’ve seen in a long time.” The doctor smiles at her before she’s discharged.

“Well, you can thank him for that,” she says, thumbing toward me. “He made sure I was well taken care of during my entire pregnancy.”

“Sounds like he’s already ready to be a good father.” He grabs my arm, shaking both our hands before sending us home.

We carefully buckle our daughter into the car seat, Emery sitting in back with her while I drive us home. The ride is filled with Emery’s commentary to Fiona, telling her all about our house that is almost complete.

“And in just a few short months, you’re going to have a brand-new nursery right next to mommy and daddy’s room, yes.” Emery laughs, followed by a gargle and coo from Fiona.

“We don’t have to move in right away, baby. You’ve been through so much already. I don’t want you feeling overwhelmed or stressed.”

“I know, but I want to. I want to nest and figure out our new routine. I won’t be back in the office for at least sixteen weeks so that gives me time to have a month at the new house before I’m back at work.”

“Whatever you want, darling.” I smile at her in the rearview mirror.

“It’ll be our haven, Mads. A place where we’ll build our family’s future and make memories that will last a lifetime.”

As the next several weeks pass, we find ourselves anxiously visiting the homesite, watching as everything falls into place.

“And over here,” I say, pointing toward an elevated patch of ground. “I’m having them put in a garden. I thought it would be great for Fiona to learn about nature.”

Emery’s eyes water and she fans her face. “I’m sorry these damn pregnancy hormones are still hanging around. But um”—she sniffs, more tears falling—“that sounds like such an amazing idea.” She falls into my arms and I can’t hide my laughter at her emotions.

The rest of the progress on the house flies by over the next few weeks and the day finally arrives when we officially move in. With Fiona in our arms, we step into our new home, feeling an overwhelming sense of belonging.

Once we put Fiona to bed and the sun has begun to set, I hold Em in my arms. As I gaze into her eyes, I can't contain the emotions that flood my heart.

“I promise you that I will move mountains, cross oceans, and give up the world just to ensure you and Fiona’s safety and happiness. This newfound responsibility has changed me, making me realize what truly matters in life, Em. I’ve loved you from afar for so long; I never thought that I would be holding you in my arms like this. That I would putting our daughter to bed in the home that we built. You are my purpose, Em; you are my everything. There is nothing I won’t do for you.”

Emery's presence in my life is like a guiding light, and Fiona has made that light even brighter. They are the center of my universe, and I am determined to give them the life they deserve—a life filled with love, laughter, and endless possibilities.

“I know, baby. I love you more than I ever thought was possible. Thank you for trusting in me, in us.”

"I love you both," I tell Emery, my voice filled with sincerity. "You have completed me, and I promise to be the best partner and father I can be. You and Fiona are my redemption, and I'll forever be grateful for the love you've brought into my life."

As the days turn into weeks and months, we settle into our new roles as parents and homeowners. Emery is a natural mother, and seeing her care for Fiona fills me with immense joy. We share the responsibilities, making sure that we support and uplift each other every step of the way.

Life has transformed in ways I never thought possible. The love between us has deepened, and our bond as a family is unbreakable. Each night, as I watch Emery cradle Fiona in her arms, I am reminded of how fortunate I am to have these two incredible souls by my side.

With our hearts full of love and hope, we embrace the future together. As the years unfold, I am eager to witness Fiona grow and discover the wonders of life. And as for Emery and me, we will continue to write our story—one of love, growth, and redemption through the beautiful journey of building a family together.

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CHAPTER 1

MARGOT

“I’mfired?”

The words feel so foreign rolling off my tongue. I’ve never been fired. I’m only twenty-six, but it still feels like a kick to the stomach.

“Not technicallyfired. It’s not because of your performance, if that makes it any better. It’s simply a matter of budget cuts.” Mr. Diaz says the words with a sympathetic look on his face as if that will soften the blow of the situation.

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