What happened at night (Thiam)(Rewriting)

Chapter 16

Previously on What happened at night

Theo's Pov

Liam joined me in the nursery, his presence a comforting anchor in the storm of my emotions. "We'll get through this," he said softly, his voice filled with determination.

I nodded, holding Parker close and feeling a surge of resolve. "Yes, we will."

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Theo's Pov

The morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the nursery as I rocked Parker gently in my arms. Today was the day of the full moon, and the anticipation and anxiety were palpable. Liam had already left for school, leaving me alone with Parker to face the day ahead.

I glanced down at Parker as she nursed, her tiny hands grasping at my shirt. She seemed more unsettled than usual, her cries more frequent and insistent. I couldn't shake the feeling that she could sense the approaching full moon, even at such a young age.

"You must be feeling it too, huh, sweetheart?" I murmured softly, stroking her hair. "We'll get through this together, I promise."

Parker's eyes met mine, and I couldn't help but notice how blue they still were. It was a small comfort, but one that I clung to as I navigated the uncertainties of the day. She nursed with a new intensity as if seeking comfort and reassurance from me.

After she finished nursing, I gently burped her and settled her against my shoulder. Her tiny body felt warm and fragile, and I marveled at how much she had grown in just a month.

"You're getting so big," I whispered, kissing the top of her head. "I can't believe you're already a month old."

Parker responded with a soft coo, her eyes bright with curiosity as she looked around the room. I couldn't help but smile at her resilience and spirit, even as the weight of the full moon pressed heavily on my mind.

The morning passed in a blur of feedings, diaper changes, and playtime. Parker's laughter filled the house, a soothing balm to my frayed nerves. But even as I tried to stay present and focused, the fear lingered, a constant companion that refused to be silenced.

Around midday, I received a text message from Liam, checking in to see how we were doing. His words were a lifeline, grounding me in the midst of my anxiety.

Liam: How are you and Parker doing? Is everything okay?

Me: We're okay. Parker's been nursing a lot more today. I'm trying to stay calm and take things one step at a time.

Liam: You're doing great, Theo. Just keep being there for her. I'll be home as soon as I can. Love you both.

Me: Love you too. Can't wait for you to get home.

Setting my phone aside, I took a deep breath and focused on Parker, who was lying on her playmat, batting at the colorful toys above her. Her eyes sparkled with delight as she successfully grabbed a rattle, shaking it with a triumphant giggle.

"Look at you, little one," I said with a smile, kneeling beside her. "You're getting so strong."

Parker's eyes met mine, and she gave me a toothless grin that melted my heart. Despite the uncertainty and fear, this moment reminded me of the incredible joy and love that filled our lives.

As the afternoon wore on, Parker's need to nurse seemed to increase. I held her close, offering the comfort and nourishment she sought, even as my own anxiety continued to mount. The full moon was drawing nearer, and I couldn't shake the feeling that something was about to change.