I Carried My Twin Brother’s Baby — When He Walked Away at the Hospital, the Real Reason Wasn’t What Anyone Thought
Chapter 4 — The Nursery
Together, the three of us built the nursery.
We painted the walls a soft, gentle green — not blue, not pink, because they wanted the room to be the baby’s own regardless of anything else.
We set up a beautiful white crib in the corner, and Ethan assembled it himself, cursing quietly at the instructions while Lauren and I laughed at him.
And above the crib we hung a little mobile strung with tiny felt stars, and Lauren stood underneath it for a long time after we finished, just looking up, her hand resting on the rail of a crib that was, at last, actually going to hold her child.
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