Chapter 43: Apologies Are Made
Sedona's POV
Molly had fallen completely asleep against my chest, her breathing soft and even, her hand still clutching on tight to the fabric of my hospital gown.
I adjusted my hold on her a bit, making sure she was comfortable, and yet, careful enough not to wake her, feeling the same way I felt when I was carrying Nick, the joy that came with it.
Rachel settled more comfortably in her chair, holding her coffee cup in both hands, and exchanged a look with Enzo that contained the kind of silent communication that happens between people who had been together long enough to develop their own kind of silent language.
"So," Rachel said, her voice soft in deference to the sleeping baby. "I suppose you're wondering how we ended up here."
"The thought had cr
