Chapter 0881 After a long car ride-what should have been five hours stretched into seven- Celeste and Peter finally arrived at her long-awaited home in Willowcombe. Celeste felt a slight pang in her chest as she looked at her garden. It was overgrown, neglected. The care and effort she had been putting into fixing up the house had clearly been put on pause. She gave a small, bittersweet smile before crossing the yard and stepping inside. The house, surprisingly, still carried a warm, comforting presence.

"Celeste, where's your room?" Peter asked with curiosity.

"It's this way..." she said, walking toward the door.

Without warning, Peter scooped her up into his arms. Carefully, he pushed the door open and gently placed her onto the bed.

"What do you say we rest for a bit? You look exhausted, and I... I'm dead tired," he said, taking off his coat and getting comfortable.

"Uh..... well, yeah..." Celeste murmured, feeling suddenly nervous.

Like so many other times, Peter managed to surprise her. He had these spontaneous bursts of affection, like now. Once he was settled, he lay beside her, pulling her close and wrapping an arm around her waist, resting his hand on her belly.

"I hope the trip wasn't too long for you, little ones," Peter murmured, burying his nose in Celeste's neck. "I love this..."

against her ear, sending a strange shiver down her

whispered, trying to turn

he responded, already

"Are you really tired?"

little... why?"

had a singular effect on her. She turned to him, cupped

Peter

happy woman. I know it's

thing. You're giving me the chance to be a father. You're letting me witness them growing inside you, and after that, you let me see them grow outside of you. I get to watch them take

see what they'll look

giving me the chance to be

two

I'd get to experience something like this. I mean, I know

father himself, and I don't

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