Author's POV

The silence of the master bedroom was broken only by the rhythmic hum of the air conditioner and the soft, contented breathing of Noah, nestled against Alina’s left side, his lips still glistening faintly with her milk from his last, sleepy suckle. Alina lay awake, her body a soft, warm haven between her two sleeping husbands, the quiet thrum of life within her a constant, comforting presence.