Five years later
The soft sound of giggles drifted into Katherine's ears before the sunlight even touched her face. She stirred slightly under the warm duvet, her brows gently furrowed in sleepy confusion. As her eyes fluttered open, she caught sight of two tiny shadows framed in the bedroom doorway.
Maya and Nathan.
Her beautiful angels. Her life. Her everything.
Katherine's gaze softened the moment she saw them—like sunlight melting frost. Born five years ago on a rainy autumn morning, they had arrived after hours of pain and fear, and yet, the moment she held them, everything else faded. Maya, her eldest by five minutes, came out wailing—a strong voice in a small body. And Nathan, oh Nathan, had followed calmly, blinking up at the world like he already understood it.
