Chapter 14: It's okay

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Evie was sent home just a few days after she woke up, and Doug said that he had a surprise waiting for her. Evie was struggling with the idea that their baby had to stay in the NICU for quite some time before she would be strong enough to go home. Doug helped his wife up the stairs and stopped her in front of the old extra bedroom, which they planned on turning into the nursery.

"Love, what are you doing?" She asked suspiciously.

"Just close your eyes, my dreamer. Do you trust me?" He retorted.

"With my whole heart," she answered back quickly closing her eyes.

Doug opened the door slowly, and walked her into the middle of the room. "Open your eyes, babe."

Evie looked around at the old guest room. Doug has painted the walls a light grey, just subtle enough that it wasn't overpowering. A royal blue crib sat against one of the walls, with white sheets that had red hearts on them. A mobile that Doug handmade hung directly above the crib. Each charm on the mobile represented something of their past, her magic mirror, a crown, an apple, etc. There was a rocking chair in the corner that matched the crib, and right next to it was a bookshelf filled with stories. Doug had enlisted the help of Mal to go shopping for a few outfits and bows for the baby, which hung in the closet attached to the nursery. Evie began to tear up, as she reached for Doug's hand.

"Douglas, I love you, so much. I love this," she began. "And I really, really miss her."

"Let's get some rest, a good nights sleep in our own bed, it's already after midnight, but in the morning, I promise you, we will go see our perfect little baby," he reassured her.

Evie shook her head 'yes,' and follow her husband down the hall to their bedroom. Doug pulled back the comforter, and she climbed right in. He pecked her lips slightly and whispered, "I love you, beautiful dreamer," as she was already drifting off to sleep. It was going to be a long couple of months with Isla in the NICU, but they both knew that they would be able to get through it as a family. It was going to be okay. And they had to believe that.

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