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The Nursery

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Raven

Paint swatches are scattered across the floor of what used to be a guest room, now half transformed into something entirely different, and I’m standing in the middle of it all with my hands on my hips, staring at the wall like it owes me something.

“Pink,” I say. “Definitely pink.”

Roman glances up from the crib he’s been assembling on the floor, one eyebrow raised. “You’ve never liked pink a day in your life.”

“I like pink for her.”

“You told me once, and I quote, pink is a color i
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  • Is It Wrong I Want Daddy So Bad?    The Nursery

    RavenPaint swatches are scattered across the floor of what used to be a guest room, now half transformed into something entirely different, and I’m standing in the middle of it all with my hands on my hips, staring at the wall like it owes me something. “Pink,” I say. “Definitely pink.”Roman glances up from the crib he’s been assembling on the floor, one eyebrow raised. “You’ve never liked pink a day in your life.”“I like pink for her.”“You told me once, and I quote, pink is a color invented to keep women small and agreeable.”I laugh despite myself. “I said that?”“You said that. At a gala. To a woman wearing an entire pink gown.”“Well.” I hold up a swatch, pale blush against soft white. “I’ve changed my mind. Pink on white. It’s soft. It’s sweet.”Two weeks until our daughter comes home.I’ve counted the days so many times I don’t even need to check the calendar anymore, seventeen weeks since the surgery, seventeen weeks of healing, of visiting the NICU every day I c

  • Is It Wrong I Want Daddy So Bad?    The Beach Wedding

    EIGHT WEEKS LATERRavenThe sand is warm under my bare feet, the ocean stretching out gold and endless behind a simple wooden arch strung with white flowers, and I stand just out of sight of the small gathering, my hand tucked into the crook of Dave’s arm, trying to remember how to breathe normally.“You look beautiful,” Dave says, glancing down at me, his voice thick with something he’s clearly trying to hold together. “Absolutely beautiful.”“I’m nervous,” I admit, laughing softly. “Which is ridiculous. I already know I’m going to say yes.”“Nothing ridiculous about it.” He pats my hand gently. “Some moments deserve a few nerves. Means you know exactly how much it matters.”“Thanks for agreeing to walk me down the aisle. I couldn’t think of anyone better. You’re the only person in this family who has ever truly treated me like I’m human.”“It’s an honor, kiddo.” He smiles softly. “The honor is all mine. I’m deeply touched that you think I’m worthy.”Ahead of us, the small cro

  • Is It Wrong I Want Daddy So Bad?    Skin to skin

    RavenRoman wheels me slowly between the rows of incubators, past machines humming low and steady, past other parents standing vigil beside glass boxes holding entire futures too small to hold themselves yet. My leg throbs dully under the bandage with every small jolt of the wheels, and my heart is pounding so hard I can feel it in my throat, the two sensations tangled together until I can’t tell which one is making me breathless.“There.” Roman’s voice drops to barely above a whisper as we stop in front of one incubator near the end of the row. “There she is.”I look down, and my chest aches with a love so fierce it steals my breath.She’s so small.“Oh.” The sound escapes me before I can stop it, my bruised hand pressing carefully against the glass. “Oh, she’s…”“Perfect,” Roman finishes quietly, crouching down beside my chair so we’re both level with her. “She’s perfect.”Tears blur my vision almost instantly. “She’s really here. She’s really okay?”“She’s strong.” He re

  • Is It Wrong I Want Daddy So Bad?    Awake

    RavenThere are voices before there’s anything else.Distant at first, blurred at the edges, like sound underwater, and I can’t make sense of any of it, just tone, just urgency, just the shape of a voice I know without being able to place why I know it.“…I think she’s waking up. Doctor, I think she’s waking up—”Light next, harsh and unwelcome, and I feel my eyelids fighting against it, heavy, resistant, my whole body feeling like it belongs to someone else entirely.“Raven.” The voice again, closer now, clearer. “Raven, can you hear me?”I force my eyes open.The room swims into focus slowly, shapes resolving into a ceiling, a light fixture, and then a face leaning over me, familiar in a way that cuts through the fog faster than anything else has.Roman.His face is drawn, exhausted, dark circles carved deep beneath his eyes, but the moment my gaze finds his, something in his expression breaks open entirely.“There you are.” His voice cracks on the words. “Thank God. Thank God.”I t

  • Is It Wrong I Want Daddy So Bad?    Drain Her

    Roman “Marcus. Where is she.” He doesn’t need to ask who. “St. Augustine’s. Someone called it in, ambulance picked her up off the road and brought her there. I don’t have a room number yet.” “Get in the car.” The drive there is short, too short for the fury building in my chest to burn off even slightly, and by the time I walk through the front doors of St. Augustine’s I’ve already decided exactly what I’m going to do. The woman at the front desk looks up as I approach. “Can I help you?” “Vivienne Cole. What room.” “I’m sorry, sir, I can’t release patient information without knowing your relationship to her.” “A friend.” The lie comes out flat, cold. “I’ll need to verify that before I can—” I slam my palm down on the counter, hard enough that she flinches back in her chair. “I don’t have time for your protocol. Give me the ward. Now.” Her hands are shaking as she pulls up the file. “Fourth floor. Room 412.” I’m already walking before she finishes the sentence.

  • Is It Wrong I Want Daddy So Bad?    Not A Match

    RomanMy phone rings from the passenger seat, and I glance at the screen, only half paying attention to the road.Anaya.She came the moment I called, staying behind to watch Raven while I dealt with Vivienne. I only got off the phone with one of the nurses a few minutes ago. Seeing Anaya’s name now makes something cold settle in my stomach.I answer immediately.“How bad is it?”“Roman, you need to come back.” Her voice is trembling, words spilling over each other. “Something’s wrong. They said Raven’s numbers are dropping, and she needs a blood transfusion right now. They tested me to see if I was a match, but… I’m not. They said my blood is incompatible.”For a second, everything inside me goes still.“I’m on my way.”I end the call and drive straight back to the hospital, every red light, every speed limit, every car in my way becoming meaningless. My hands grip the wheel so hard my knuckles ache, one thought pounding through my head over and over.Please don’t let me be too late.

  • Is It Wrong I Want Daddy So Bad?    Guilt

    Raven“Come on Cousin. Don’t embarrass me in front of my potential date. It was one incident—”“There were several incidents.”“The bucket thing was an accident.”I look between them. “The bucket thing?”Anaya’s eyes light up. “Oh, she doesn’t know.”“She doesn’t need to know,” Jack says, pointing

  • Is It Wrong I Want Daddy So Bad?    Enemies

    Roman Stepping into the office this morning, I’m reminded of all the problems that has compounded for me. “You actually did it, boss?” Marcus’s voice is low, controlled, but I hear the shock underneath it. He has worked for me long enough to know better than to wear his reactions openly. He isn’t

  • Is It Wrong I Want Daddy So Bad?    The Vivienne Cole

    Raven“Vivienne is home. You will be nice to her.”That was what he called and told me when I was getting into the car.I am going to meet my soon-to-be stepmother. The irony of this whole situation is almost laughable.I am sitting in the back of this black limousine as James drives me to the pent

  • Is It Wrong I Want Daddy So Bad?    Failed To Show Up

    RavenI pull out my phone.Her name is Vivienne Cole. I’d known the name long before Roman ever did, everyone knew Vivienne Cole. She was Miss America at twenty-two, she has the kind of beauty that didn’t seem real, the kind you stared at as a little girl and genuinely wondered if she was a differe

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