Chapter 450: Everything felt... perfect.
Alexander stood in the middle of the empty room, eyes gleaming with excitement as he held up two tiny cribs, one in each arm, and beamed at Rain like a proud child showing off his masterpiece.
"They’re convertible!" he said, eyes wide. "They’ll grow with the twins, cribs now, toddler beds later, then full beds. Genius, right?"
Rain leaned on the doorway, arms crossed over her chest, a knowing smirk tugging at her lips. "You do realize we don’t even know the genders yet, right?"
Alexander’s enthusiasm didn’t waver. "Doesn’t matter! Everything’s neutral, soft greens, buttery yellow, warm cream tones. It’s perfect!"
She stepped inside and walked around, eyeing the soft rugs, the floating shelves with storybooks already stacked, and the rocking chair near the window.
"You’ve already filled half the shelves," she said, shaking her head with a laugh. "Stuffed animals, picture books, blankets... you even bought matching night lights."
Alexander grinned. "I might’ve ordered two mobiles too. One with stars, one with little safari animals. Depends on their personalities."
Rain chuckled and moved closer to him. "And how exactly do you plan to determine the personality of a newborn?"
"Oh, I’ll just know," he said proudly. "One kick and I’ll be able to tell who’s the little rebel and who’s the calm one."
"You’re ridiculous," Rain said fondly, wrapping her arms around his waist.
"Maybe," he whispered, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "But I want everything to be perfect. For them. For you."