From Best Friend To Fiancé (Savannah and Roman) novel Chapter 534

I wiped tears from her temple, whispering words I barely remembered forming. “You’re amazing… you’re incredible… I love you, baby…”

And then, a cry was heard. Sharp, clear and very much alive. “It’s a boy,” the doctor announced.

The sound hit me like a physical force. My son. Our son. He was lifted briefly into view–tiny, perfect, real.

Savannah collapsed back against the pillows, breathless, eyes shining with disbelief and triumph.

“You did it,” I whispered, pressing my forehead to hers. “You did it.”

She laughed weakly. “One more…”

Three minutes later, everything shifted again. Another push. Another cry.

“It’s a girl.” The doctor announced again.

And for a heartbeat–just one–I froze.

My father’s voice echoed somewhere deep inside my memory, cold and certain. I could hear him in my head, threatening to murder my daughters.

But then, I heard her cry. A second cry filled the room. Soft, loud and full of life. And everything else vanished.

Joy surged forward, unstoppable, overwhelming. That was my daughter. And I would never let my father near her.

I was crying before I realized it. Suddenly, everything became real. Our children had arrived.

Savannah called my name, and I leaned over her, kissing her again and again.

“You did it,” I said, voice breaking. “You did it. Both of them. You’re incredible. Thank you, baby.”

She laughed and cried at the same time, radiant with exhaustion and pride. “It’s a boy and a girl.”

“I’m so proud of you, my love.”

After they were cleaned and swaddled, the babies were brought back.

Our son was placed gently on Savannah’s chest. Flora, Emily and Alyssa reentered.

Alysts burst into louder tears, clutching her mother’s arm. Flora wept quietly, her hand covering her mouth.

I was handed our daughter. She was so small. So warm So impossibly perfect. Her hair was dark and fell And her lips were a beautifed

Her tiny fingers curled instinctively around nothing, as if reaching for something already familiar. I fell in love with her at first sight,

My vision blurred with tears I was holding my daughter

“What are their names?” a nurse asked grudly

Savannah looked at me. We’d decided that she’d name the girl if it was a girl or both girls. And I’d name the boy if it was a boy or both boys.

“Our daughter,” she said softly, “is Sarina Andrea Blackwood.”

I swallowed hard. Her names were perfect. Baby Sarina.

“Our son,” I whispered, “is Solenn Miles Blackwood.”

“I love it.” Sav said, smiling. “It’s beautiful.”

I sat beside Savannah on the bed, holding Sarina carefully while she gazed at Solenn with wonder like she couldn’t believe he was real.

I kissed Savannah’s head, unable to stop looking at our daughter’s face. So small. So beautiful. So precious. So ours.

And in the silent space beneath my joy, a vow formed. No matter what came. No matter who threatened. No matter how dark the past tried to reach into our future, I would protect her.

I will protect my daughter at all costs… For as long as I lived.

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