Chapter 75

As Osiris assembled the crib, his hands moved with a tenderness that matched the anticipation in his heart. Summer watched him, her eyes filled with adoration. This was the man who would be their daughter's father, the one who would stand by her side through all the seasons of life.

With the crib in place and adorned with a pink-and-white canopy, they added the finishing touches. Plush animals found their homes on shelves, soft blankets and quilts were neatly folded, and a cozy glider chair sat by the window, offering a place for late-night feedings and tender lullabies.

The room was now a sanctuary of love and dreams, a place where their daughter would be cradled in the warmth of their hearts. They stood in the center of the room, hand in hand, their smiles reflecting the joy of this shared accomplishment.

Summer gently rested her hand on her growing belly, feeling the subtle movements of the life within. "Our little girl is going to love this room," she said, her voice filled with w