✦ CHAPTER — "Alina Watson." ✦
Jay's POV
The room had finally gone quiet.
Not fully silent.
Just softer now.
The kind of quiet that came after something life-changing.
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I lay against the hospital pillows exhausted, barely able to keep my eyes open.
But every few seconds—
my eyes drifted back to her.
The tiny baby wrapped carefully beside me.
Our daughter.
😭🫀🤍
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Keifer stood near the window holding her carefully in his arms.
Like she was the most fragile thing in the world.
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And honestly?
Seeing him like this almost made me cry again.
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His large hands looked impossibly gentle holding someone so tiny.
His eyes never leaving her face.
Like he still couldn't believe she was real.
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Then quietly—
he spoke.
"…Alina."
My heart stopped softly.
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I looked up at him immediately.
And he finally turned toward me.
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"Alina Watson," he repeated softly.
The name settled into the room perfectly.
Warm. Elegant. Soft.
Like she had always been meant to have it.
😭💌
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I smiled tiredly instantly.
"…Alina."
And somehow hearing both of us say it made everything feel complete.
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Keifer's POV
The second Jay smiled at the name—
I knew.
That was it.
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Alina Watson.
My daughter.
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I walked back toward the bed slowly and carefully placed Alina into Jay's arms.
Immediately Jay's entire expression melted.
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"Oh my God…"
Her voice broke softly while looking down at her.
And suddenly I understood why people destroyed themselves for family.
Because one look at them— and nothing else mattered anymore.
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Behind us, the family had gone emotional already.
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Freya wiped her tears dramatically.
> "She's literally perfect."
Sarah nodded quickly.
> "Alina is such a pretty name…"
Even Jay's mama looked emotional watching Jay hold the baby carefully against her chest.
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And Jare?
He stared at the baby suspiciously.
> "…she already looks richer than all of us."
The room burst into tired laughter.
😭💀🤍
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✦ LATER ✦
A few hours later, most people had finally left to let us rest.
The room became quieter.
Warmer.
More intimate.
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Jay was half asleep against the pillows with Alina sleeping safely beside her.
And honestly?
I didn't want to leave the room even for a second.
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But I did.
Only briefly.
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Jay's POV
I woke up slowly to the sound of the door opening again.
At first I thought it was a nurse.
But then—
the smell hit me.
Donuts.
😭🫀
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I blinked sleepily and looked up.
Keifer stood there holding:
a pink bouquet in one hand
a donut box in the other
And somehow—
he looked more nervous doing THIS than during mafia meetings.
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I stared at him.
"…what's that?"
He walked over quietly.
"You cried over donuts three weeks ago."
I gasped softly.
"You remembered?"
> "You screamed at me over them."
"Of course I remembered."
😭💀🤍
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I laughed weakly while he carefully placed the bouquet beside me.
Soft pink roses.
My favorite.
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Then he opened the donut box carefully and held one toward me.
"Eat."
"I just gave birth."
"Exactly."
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I took a small bite while trying not to smile too hard.
And the entire time—
his eyes kept moving between: me, and Alina sleeping beside me.
Constantly checking both of us.
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Keifer's POV
They were both asleep twenty minutes later.
Jay against the pillows.
Alina resting carefully beside her.
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And suddenly the room felt too soft for someone like me.
Too peaceful.
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I sat beside the bed quietly.
One hand resting near Alina protectively.
The other brushing lightly through Jay's hair.
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Neither of them noticed.
Both asleep.
Both safe.
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And for the first time in my life—
I realized I didn't want anything else beyond this room. 🤍🫀
✦ CHAPTER — "Don't Wake Mama." ✦
Jay's POV
Five days later—
we finally came home.
😭🫀🤍
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The mansion felt different now.
Softer.
Warmer.
Alive.
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Because Alina was here.
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Everyone had spent the entire day fussing over us.
Freya crying dramatically. Sarah taking a thousand pictures. Mama making sure I ate every thirty minutes.
And Keifer?
He barely let anyone hold Alina longer than five minutes.
😭💀
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By night, exhaustion finally hit all three of us.
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The nursery glowed softly beside our bedroom while Alina slept peacefully inside her crib.
Tiny. Warm. Perfect.
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Meanwhile—
I was practically melting into Keifer's chest.
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His giant hoodie swallowed me completely while his arms stayed wrapped tightly around my waist from behind.
Holding me against him like he hadn't seen me in years.
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His heartbeat felt slow beneath my cheek.
Warm.
Safe.
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And honestly?
After everything…
I had never felt safer in my life.
😭🤍
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I felt his lips brush softly against my hair.
"…comfortable?"
I nodded sleepily.
"Mm."
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His hand slid gently over my stomach automatically.
Even though Alina was already here now.
Like his body still searched for both of us instinctively.
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Then quietly:
> "You did well."
My chest softened instantly.
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I tilted my head slightly to look at him.
"You say that every day."
> "Because it's true."
😭🫀💌
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A few minutes later, I fell asleep against him completely.
Wrapped inside his warmth.
While nearby—
our daughter slept peacefully in her crib.
And Mochi guarded the nursery door like a tiny soldier.
😭💀🤍
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✦ MIDNIGHT ✦
A loud cry suddenly filled the room.
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Alina.
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I stirred slightly from sleep.
But before I could even properly wake up—
Keifer moved immediately.
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Keifer's POV
The second Alina cried, my eyes opened instantly.
No hesitation.
No confusion.
Just awake.
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I carefully untangled myself from Jay without waking her fully.
Then walked quickly toward the crib.
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Alina's tiny face was red already from crying.
And somehow hearing it physically hurt.
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"Hey," I murmured softly while lifting her carefully.
> "I've got you."
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Jay woke up slightly behind me.
Still sleepy.
Hair messy.
Beautiful.
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"She's hungry," she whispered softly.
I nodded immediately and brought Alina to her carefully.
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Jay's POV
The room felt quiet again after that.
Only soft breathing. Tiny sounds. Warm dim lights.
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I sat against the bed while feeding Alina sleepily.
And beside us—
Mochi sat staring at the baby with giant concerned eyes.
😭🤍
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Keifer watched both of us silently the entire time.
Like he still couldn't believe we were real.
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Then after Alina finally calmed down, he carefully took her again and placed her gently back inside the crib.
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For a few peaceful minutes—
silence.
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Then suddenly—
crying again.
Louder this time.
😭💀
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I groaned tiredly into the pillow.
But before I could move—
Keifer stopped me gently.
"Sleep."
"…Keifer—"
"I've got it."
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Keifer's POV
I stared at Alina seriously.
"…why are you crying again?"
She cried louder.
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I froze.
Then slowly looked down.
Oh.
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The diaper.
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For a long moment, I simply stood there holding the diaper like it was a dangerous weapon.
😭💀🫀
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I had handled guns. Fights. Blood.
But this?
Terrifying.
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"Okay," I muttered quietly.
> "We can do this."
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Behind me, Jay was fully asleep now.
Exhausted.
And honestly?
I didn't want to wake her.
Not after everything her body went through.
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So I carefully attempted to change Alina myself.
Keyword: attempted.
😭💀
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"Why are these things so small?"
Alina kicked angrily.
I narrowed my eyes slightly.
> "Stop moving."
She cried harder.
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"Right. Sorry."
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Then suddenly—
soft laughter behind me.
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I turned immediately.
Jay sat up slightly in bed watching me with sleepy amusement.
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Her laugh stayed quiet and warm.
"…you look terrified."
I looked offended instantly.
"I am not terrified."
At that exact moment the diaper almost slipped from my hand.
😭💀🤍
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Jay laughed harder now.
Actually covering her mouth trying not to wake the baby more.
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Then finally she got up slowly and walked over beside me.
Still sleepy. Still soft.
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"Move," she whispered gently.
I stepped aside immediately.
Watching carefully while she fixed everything within seconds.
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I stared at her.
"…how did you do that so fast?"
She smiled sleepily.
> "Mother instincts."
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Then she looked up at me softly.
And my chest tightened immediately at the sight: messy hair, oversized hoodie, holding our daughter under warm midnight light.
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Home.
That was home. 🤍🫀