She could still feel the electric joy of the morning when the pregnancy test turned positive. Jake stared at the two pink lines as if they contained the entire universe, then pulled her into an unsteady hug. They cried, laughed, and whispered promises about the life they were suddenly going to be trusted with.
Their evenings shifted into planning sessions—possible names murmured between yawns, nursery colors debated, future bedtime stories imagined. They fell asleep dreaming aloud about tiny socks, first birthdays, and what traits their child might inherit. Those nights felt tender and boundless, like the world had quietly expanded for them.