She wanted this

That evening, they returned home, tired but happy. Rachel insisted on having a movie night, so they curled up on the couch together, wrapped in a cozy blanket.

Rachel's tiny body pressed close to hers, her head resting on her shoulder as they watched one of her favorite animated films. Halfway through the movie, Rachel fell asleep, her soft breaths the only sound in the quiet apartment.

Bella looked down at her daughter, her heart swelling with a fierce, protective love. In that quiet moment, it hit her. The love she had for Rachel was so deep, so all-consuming.

It hadn't mattered that Rachel wasn't her biological child; she had chosen to be her mother, to give her the best life possible.

And now, she had the chance to do it all over again, to bring another child into this world, to create a family even more complete than she had ever imagined.

A soft tear slipped down her cheek, but this time it wasn't from fear or confusion. It was from hope. It was from happiness. She knew now what she wanted.

With a newfound sense of resolve, she kissed Rachel's forehead and whispered, "I love you, baby girl. And you're going to be the best big sister."

The next morning, the Bella woke up with a sense of clarity that she hadn't felt in days. The sun streamed through her bedroom window, casting a warm glow over the room, and she felt... hopeful.

There was still so much uncertainty, so many questions left unanswered, but for the first time, she felt sure of one thing..... she wanted to keep the baby.

With a deep breath, she got out of bed, careful not to wake Rachel, who was still fast asleep beside her. Today was the day she would tell him.

She didn't know how he would react, but she owed it to him.....and to herself....to be honest about her decision. In the silence of her own thoughts, she began to picture the future.

A future that now included this child....a little life growing inside her, a miracle that somehow felt like it had always been meant to happen.

The fear still lingered, but the more she thought about it, the more she realized she couldn't imagine her life without this baby. And, slowly but surely, she realized she wanted this. She wanted them.....the child, her, and the possibility of a family.

She could see herself telling her daughter, holding her baby, raising them together. A family of her own. It wasn't just about the baby..... it was about creating something real, something meaningful, with him.

She didn't know if he would be what she needed or what the baby needed, but the idea of raising this child with him no longer felt impossible. It felt like the right thing to do.

She got up from the bed, finished her morning routine and send Rachel to her school. When she finally made up her mind, she called him.