And yet, as the days passed, she realized this wasn’t a loss of control—it was an expansion of family.
That baby boy, once swaddled on her side of the bed, was not a threat to her marriage, but a bridge between past and future. And Mariah, once a stranger, was now a sister-in-law—and perhaps, someday, a friend.
But somehow, it had grown warmer. Fuller. And more complete than she ever could have imagined.