A little miracle pt2 (Z.H)

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As you both planned the day ahead, you felt grateful for the love and support you had in Zach. With him by your side, you knew you could take on anything that came your way.

After a quick breakfast of pancakes and fresh fruit, you decided to take a stroll through the nearby park. The crisp morning air was refreshing, and the leaves were just starting to change colors, painting the landscape in vibrant reds and yellows. Zach held your hand tightly, his thumb gently rubbing small circles on your palm, grounding you in the moment.

"Look at that tree!" Zach exclaimed, pointing to a particularly stunning maple. "We should come back here in a few weeks to take some fall photos. It'll be perfect with the baby!"

You smiled, imagining the three of you together in the photos, a family moment captured in time. "That sounds like a great idea. I can already picture it," you replied, your heart swelling at the thought.

As you continued walking, you talked about names, discussing everything from traditional to unique options. The laughter and joy between you made the worries of the outside world fade away. 

Suddenly, Zach stopped and turned to you, a serious expression crossing his face. "You know, I want to be the best dad I can be. I've seen how much love and strength you have, and I want to make sure our baby feels that every day."

Your heart melted at his words. "You're already going to be an amazing dad, Zach. Just being you is enough."

He pulled you into a warm embrace, and you could feel the love radiating between you. "I'm so lucky to have you," he whispered, his breath warm against your ear. 

As the day went on, you both shared dreams and fears, laughter and tenderness. With each passing moment, you felt more certain that together, you would navigate this beautiful journey of parenthood, hand in hand.

 

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