Callie
“She's so beautiful, Em.”
“Thank you.”
I've been sitting on my best friend's couch for the past ten minutes, holding her newborn daughter. Emilee gave birth two days ago, and she's already home and acting like she's superwoman.
I envy her.
Baby Harper is just beautiful. She looks just like Aidan, with dark hair and no doubt blue eyes. I couldn't believe it when Chase told me the baby's name. They gave her my surname as her forename. Harper. They didn't have to do that, but I can't deny how much it means to me.
I didn't want to leave my house tonight, but I couldn't say no to seeing the baby. And she is a beautiful little thing. I will never be able to feel what Emilee feels right now, the love for her child. My chances of having a child of my own were cruelly snatched from me
