Olivia's POV
The sunlight filtered softly through the nursery window, casting a golden glow over the room. I sat in the oversized rocking chair, holding one of the twins – our daughter, Marley – close to my chest.
Her tiny fingers curled around mine, her soft coos a melody that calmed my heart. Across the room, Ethan stood by the crib, watching Callan stir as he slowly woke from his nap.
“How do they look even more perfect every day I whispered, marveling at the tiny miracle in my arms, utterly enchanted by her.
Ethan turned, his lips curving into a smile. “They get it from you.”
I rolled my eyes, but my heart swelled at his words. Motherhood had been a whirlwind; overwhelming, messy, and exhausting, but in moments like this it all felt worth it.
“Thorne Haven is thriving,” Ethan sa
