During the funeral, a crow landed on the girl’s coffin. A second later, everyone present was STRUCK SPEECHLESS…

She might not have all her confidence, but in Brian’s eyes, she saw genuine love and care. “I… I don’t know what to say,” she admitted. “This is so sudden.”

Brian smiled softly. “I know. But think about it, Emily.

We can start fresh. You, me, and our child.” She closed her eyes, feeling a new emotion grow in her heart.

Hope. “I’ll think about it,” she said, smiling faintly. “Maybe you’re right.

Thank you, Brian, for everything. You don’t know how much this means.” He squeezed her hand and said gently.

“We’ll be happy, Emily. I’m sure of it.” A month after Emily and Brian took their bold step, their lives began to take the shape they’d longed for.

Each day was a new challenge, but together, they found joy in the smallest moments. On the day they became husband and wife, Emily felt her heart finally settle. Brian was her rock, her friend, and the man who didn’t abandon her in tough times.

That meant everything to her. Brian, always calm and confident, looked at his wife with love. They were both excited, feeling like lovesick teenagers despite their maturity.

Only now, after years, had they found each other. Their wedding was simple, but there was something special in its modesty. No lavish decorations, no loud celebrations—just close friends and quiet warmth.

A month later, they sat in the doctor’s office again. Emily held Brian’s hand, unable to suppress a smile as she looked at him. He was everything to her, and her feelings deepened daily.

“Oh, Brian, I’m so lucky to have you,” she whispered as they waited for the doctor. Brian turned to her, gently squeezing her hand. His eyes shone with happiness.

“And I’m lucky to have you,” he said, stroking her shoulder. “You’re my gift, Emily.” She smiled, her heart warming.

With him, anything was possible. Despite her past struggles, she felt a future with him. She looked at him gratefully.

“Ready?” he asked as the door opened and the doctor entered. The doctor, a kind middle-aged man with warm eyes, greeted them with a handshake. He’d supported Emily and Brian through every visit.

His calming demeanor gave them confidence that the baby would be fine. “Ready,” Emily replied, hiding her nerves. They entered the exam room, and Emily settled on the table, her belly under the ultrasound probe.

Brian sat beside her, holding her hand, his thumb brushing her palm. “This is incredible,” Brian said, staring at the monitor showing their future child. Emily’s heart raced.

Each day, she grew more attached to the baby, this tiny being that had changed her life. Sitting beside Brian, surrounded by love and care, she realized this child was not just her joy but their shared dream. The doctor smiled, adjusting the machine and turning on the heartbeat sound.

When the rhythmic thump filled the room, Brian froze. He stared at the screen with such focus, as if the world had vanished. “It’s so sweet,” he said, his voice trembling with emotion.

Tears glistened in his eyes, and he quickly wiped them away, hiding his sensitivity. Emily couldn’t miss the pure joy on his face. It wasn’t just happiness from a better life; it was a deep bond with the child, perhaps a salvation and new beginning for them both.

“Brian,” she whispered, “are you really this happy?” He turned to her, eyes brimming with emotion, barely holding back tears. “You have no idea,” he said, kissing her hand. “Every day I see you, I know nothing’s more precious than family.

This child is our future, and we’ll be happy, Emily.” Her heart pounded harder; his words opened her up even more. She knew she had a shot at happiness with this man.

The doctor continued monitoring, checking everything was okay. He looked confident, reassuring Emily. “Everything’s great,” he said with a smile.

“All in place. The baby’s healthy, no issues.” His words lifted the weight from Emily’s shoulders.

The doctor finished and left them to talk. Brian leaned in and hugged her. “I love you,” he said softly.

She couldn’t hold back tears—not of sorrow, but of gratitude and joy. “I love you too, Brian.

With you, I’m truly at peace.” His words filled her life with what she’d always dreamed of. In his arms, she could be herself—weak and strong at once.

With him, she could face any challenge. Time passed. One early morning, as sunlight barely peeked through the window, Emily felt a sharp pain in her belly.

It was the start of the long-awaited event—labor. Her heart raced, and she woke Brian. “Brian, Brian,” she whispered, shaking his shoulder.

“It’s starting. The baby’s coming.” Brian woke instantly, eyes wide. Like all parents, they couldn’t escape panic, but he quickly pulled himself together.

He was always there, but even he couldn’t hide his nerves now. He got up, grabbed the hospital bag from the closet, checked everything, and turned to Emily. “It’ll be okay,” he said, taking her hand…