Vows in the Wind
Language: en
For five years, we tried. Twelve rounds of IVF. Finally, Nicholas and I had our child. The day he was born, Nicholas, always so composed, broke down in tears. He gripped my hand, his voice thick with emotion. "Annette, I'll spend the rest of my life making this up to you. You and our boy... you're my everything now." He held our son with a reverence I'd never seen, hesitating before daring to touch the baby’s soft cheek. "We'll call him Max," he whispered. "For a life filled to the absolute maximum with joy and peace." That was before his first love’s daughter was diagnosed with kidney…