[ELARA'S POV]
Six weeks.
That's how long Dr. Chen made us wait.
Six weeks of Damian looking at me like a starving man. Six weeks of me feeling his eyes on me every time I walked past. Six weeks of wanting him so badly I ached.
But we waited.
Because Dr. Chen had been very clear. No sex until the six week checkup. Until everything was healed. Until she gave us permission.
So we waited.
And it nearly killed us both.
Isla was perfect.
She ate. She slept. She cried. She did all the things babies do.
And Damian was obsessed.
He changed diapers. Did midnight feedings. Walked her around the house at three am when she wouldn't settle. Never complained. Never acted like it was a burden.
He was a natural.
Better than me, honestly.
I was exhausted. Overwhelmed. My body felt foreign. Soft where it used to be firm. Stretched. Different.
I looked in the mirror and barely recognized myself.
Damian didn't seem to notice. Or if he did, he didn't care.
