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My breath caught, and I felt tears sting my eyes. “That’s... that’s our baby?”

Hudson didn’t say anything at first, his eyes glued to the monitor. When he finally spoke, his voice was thick with emotion. “They’re beautiful.”

The doctor smiled, adjusting the image slightly. “They are. And there’s something else I want to show you.”

She moved the wand again, her brow furrowing slightly as she focused on a different part of the screen. My heart skipped a beat, and I glanced at Hudson, who was now gripping my hand like it was a lifeline.

“What is it?” I asked, my voice trembling.

The doctor smiled, her gaze warm as she turned to us. “Congratulations. You’re having twins.”

For a moment,I couldn’t breathe. The words didn’t quite register, hanging in the air like a dream I wasn’t sure was real.

“Twins?” Hudson repeated, his voice barely above a whisper. “You’re sure?”

The doctor nodded, pointing to the screen. “See? Two heartbeats. Two babies.”

I turned to Hudson, my eyes wide, and saw his expression shift from shock to awe. His free hand moved to his chest, as if he were trying to steady his own racing heart.

“Twins,” he said again, a slow, incredulous smile spreading across his face. “We’re having twins.”

The drive homewas a blur of laughter, excited chatter, and the occasional stunned silence. Hudson kept glancing at me, his hand never leaving mine.

“Two,” he said, shaking his head. “I mean, I was excited about one, but two? That’s... wow.”

I laughed, leaning against his shoulder. “It’s overwhelming.”

“In the best way,” he said, his voice full of conviction.

When we got home, he pulled me into his arms the moment we stepped inside, his lips brushing against my forehead. “Naomi, we’re going to do this. We’re going to give these babies the best life.”

I smiled, resting my hand on my stomach. “I know we will. Together.”

As he kissed me, his hand covering mine, I felt a surge of hope and love unlike anything I’d ever known. Our family was growing, and with Hudson by my side, I knew we were ready for whatever came next.

Chapter Fifty

Naomi

The soft glow of the bedroom lamp cast a warm light over the room, highlighting the edges of the mirror I stood before. The reflection staring back at me was familiar but different—a body that had always been curvy, now carrying new weight, new life. My hands rested on the soft swell of my stomach, the evidence of the two tiny lives growing inside me.

I traced the gentle curve of my belly, my fingers light against the skin. My bralette and shorts framed me in the mirror, emphasizing every curve I’d spent years learning to accept. But tonight, the insecurities crept back in. Was I still beautiful? Would Hudson still see me the same way, now that my body was changing so drastically?

The thought sent a flicker of doubt through me, and I pressed my hands against my stomach, trying to push the feelings away. I was carrying our babies—his babies. That should have been enough. But the voices in my head whispered otherwise.

“You’re not enough,” they said. “You’ll never be enough.”

“Naomi?”

Hudson’s voice pulled me from my spiraling thoughts. I turned slightly, catching his reflection in the mirror as he stepped into the room. He was shirtless, wearing only a pair of low-slung sweatpants, his hair slightly tousled from the shower. The sight of him, all muscle and strength, made my breath catch.

He stopped when he saw me, his gaze sweeping over my body in the mirror. His brow furrowed slightly, his lips parting as if to say something, but he hesitated.

“You okay?” he asked finally, his voice low and steady.

I swallowed hard, my fingers tightening against my stomach. “Just... thinking.”

He stepped closer, his eyes never leaving mine in the mirror. “About what?”

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