Days later, at midnight, the entire Carter mansion was silent, wrapped in deep, heavy sleep. Too quiet.
Aria shifted in the massive bed, her brows pulling together slightly. Something felt… off. A dull ache. She frowned, placing a hand on her stomach.
"…Ryan," she mumbled softly, eyes still half-closed.
Beside her, Ryan didn't move.
She nudged him. "Ryan…"
Her breath hitched sharply as a sudden, intense pain rippled through her, making her grip Ryan's arm tighter, her face contorting with effort.
He was up instantly. Not slow. Not confused. The second he heard her voice—her voice like t