They settled both babies in the master bedroom.
Josh lay on his side of the large bed, breathing in that deep, boneless way that meant genuine sleep.
He had fussed earlier in the evening, restless in the way he sometimes was, but the moment Justina was placed beside him, something in him had simply released. He had not made another sound since.
Amara and Julian stood at the foot of the bed and looked at them. They stood there for a long time.
Two babies. Both of them. In the same room, in the same bed, breathing in the same rhythm as though they had arranged it between themselves.
"Justina Amara," Amara said softly, almost without meaning to. She was not speaking to anyone. She was simply trying the words out, hearing how they sounded now that Justina was here to make them real.
"She is going to own every room she walks into," Julian said quietly.
Amara smiled without looking away from the babies.
