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JAMES RESIDENCE 9:45 PM
Bronny's POV:
The SUV pulled into my parents' driveway just as the clock on the dashboard hit 9:45 PM. The lights were still on, and I could see the faint glow coming from the kitchen window. It felt strange coming back here, especially after the day I'd just had. I sat in the car for a moment, clutching my hands together, trying to gather my thoughts.
Finally, I got out, grabbing my bag from my seat, and headed inside. The familiar scent from my mom's cooking hit me the second I opened the door—something savory and warm mixed with a hint of cinnamon. The house was quiet, except for the faint clinking of dishes coming from the kitchen. I followed the sound and found Mom standing at the counter, stacking plates in the cabinet.
She turned when she heard my footsteps, her face lighting up with surprise.
"Bronny?" She set the plate in her hand down and walked toward me. "What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be at the hospital??"
"I was," I said, dropping my bag onto one of the kitchen chairs. "I had to leave. Taylor needed space."
"Your dad told me what happened," she said softly, placing a hand on my arm. "How is she? And the baby??"
I sighed, rubbing the back of my neck. "Taylor's okay, I guess. She's resting now. The baby... she's in the NICU. The doctors are running tests to keep her stable."
Mom's expression softened, and she reached out to hug me. "I'm so sorry, baby. But she's in the best place she can be. NICU doctors work miracles every day."
"I know," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
She pulled back and looked me in the eye. "You're going to get through this, and so will your little girl. You'll see."
I nodded, trying to believe her words. "Thanks, Mom."
She gave me a small smile, then tilted her head. "You must be exhausted. Have you eaten anything?"
