Page 137 of Billionaire Unbroken - Asher
There had been a few scary moments during Sierra’s pregnancy, and the wait through the last few weeks until they could take the baby had nearly given me a heart attack.
The doctors had needed to take my daughter preterm because the scarring had restricted the space for my child to grow. I’d feared that damn uterine rupture as soon as they’d told me why Kaylee had to come out early.
“It didn’t,” Cole said in a calm, reasonable voice. “Let it go, Asher. You’ve been a wreck since you found out that Sierra was pregnant. You’ve supported her all the way, but I think we all know that you and Sierra have been through hell. Kaylee and Sierra are healthy. The pregnancy is over. Breathe, Asher. It’s time.”
I literally took a deep breath and rubbed the tight muscles in the back of my neck. “These months have felt never-ending, but you’re right. Don’t get me wrong, I’m grateful. But I’m fucking glad I’m never going to have to go through this again.”
“Sierra looks happy,” he remarked.
The stress slowly drained from my body as I grinned at Cole. “She’s ecstatic. Neither one of us ever planned on having a child. She’s going to be an amazing mother.”
I’d always known that, but I hadn’t really wanted to think about the future during Sierra’s pregnancy because everything had been so uncertain.
I couldn’t say the same for my wife.
Something strange had happened once she’d gotten through her first trimester.
She’d become absolutely certain that she and her girl were going to be fine.
She’d called it intuition.
I’d thought it was wishful thinking.
Now, I was fairly certain that ithadbeen a mother’s intuition.
Sierra hadn’t really been nervous since she’d hit her second trimester.
It had been a little unnerving for me because all I could think about were the risks, but her certainty that everything was going to be fine had helped carry me through those last months.
My family had been a huge help, too.
I’d gotten close to my cousins, and Cole and Lauren had come up to stay with us in Billings pretty often after we’d rented a house to be near the hospital.
Sierra had been heartily supported by the Remington women, and I was grateful that she’d had those close friendships to lean on.
Now, it was starting to sink in that my future could finally start with my wife and my newborn child.
I was a father, and it was going to take me a while to get used to that.
I doubted it was going to take too long.
I’d fallen in love with my daughter while she was still growing in Sierra’s womb.
I wasn’t a religious guy, but I’d found myself praying to a God I wasn’t well acquainted with to let my daughter be born safely.
My love for my child had literally exploded the moment I’d seen her in the operating room.
I’d vowed to protect both her and Sierra until my dying breath, and it was a promise I planned on keeping.
“How’s the therapy going?” Cole questioned.
“Good. I’m going to stick with it until I know I’m emotionally healthy.”
Most of my PTSD symptoms were gone, but I was going to make damn sure that I was equipped to be a good husband and father now and in the future.
I knew I was a lucky bastard to have the life I was going to be living in the future.
Cole nodded approvingly. “It won’t be long until you, Sierra, and Kaylee will be on your way home.”
