"We're back," I said, a small, wistful smile on my face. "We had to cut our honeymoon short."
Her smile faded, a look of concern etched on her face. "Why? What happened?"
"Let's go inside," I said, a quick glance over my shoulder at Carlos, who was standing by the car, a silent, imposing figure. "I'll explain everything."
We went inside, the scent of baby powder and milk filling the air, a sweet, comforting smell that I have strangely missed. Liam used to have that baby smell, and somehow I was craving it again. Not from someone else, but from my own child. A sudden, fierce longing for another baby washed over me, a feeling that was as surprising as it was intense. But I knew now was not the time to have a baby. Not with everything going on.
Valerie led me to the living room, and we s
