Chapter 195

Sienna

I stared at the ceiling of Brenna and Kaelen's guest room, watching the early morning light creep across the white paint. My hand rested on my belly, feeling the gentle movements of our babies—who apparently had decided that 5 AM was a great time to practice gymnastics.

"Your daddy isn't here," I whispered to my stomach. "And I miss him already."

It had been less than twelve hours s