Epilogue

Ten months later

Adria

“Oh my God,” I breathed, staring down at my parted thighs while Archer held my hand tightly. He also watched quietly, or maybe fascinated.

“You’re doing good, Mrs. Vane. I can see the baby’s head. We just need you to push a little more,” the doctor said before flashing me a quick smile.

Archer squeezed my hand reassuringly before rubbing my hair.

“You can do it, baby. Y