Epilogue

RAINA

One Year Later

The sound of Rebecca Remington’s newborn wails piercing through the late-night hours has me on edge.

She’s only a few weeks old, the most beautiful thing in this world, and is in full control over me and my body for the foreseeable future.

Sleep isn’t ready to let me go check on our daughter who’s my steepest competition for her father’s attention. It brings a smile to my face to see how in love he is with her, with us. Even now, as I flip the blanket off me, the space beside me is empty.

I groan because I know that Rebecca wants Mommy to feed her. We’ve been trying to give her a bottle, with every attempt ending in failure. My feet drag across the carpet from our bedroom into the spare room that we’ve transformed into her nursery.

The closer I get, the quieter it seems. I can’t imagine she’s put herself back to sleep. It’s time for her morning feeding. When I poke my head inside the room, I see the sweetest sight.

Rex is sitting in the chair with Rebecca swaddled