Ex-Husband's Regret (Ava and Rowan) novel Chapter 246

Chapter 0246

I nod my head and follow them.

We first enter a separate room where they sanitize us before giving us a medical gown, gloves, and

masks to wear. Once that is done, we are then taken to the NICU unit. We pass a few babies who were also in incubators before stopping at one in particular.

Mary smiles at us. “Noah, meet Iris.”

One look at her, and she had me wrapped around her tiny fingers. She wasn’t my blood, but she already. has my F***ing heart in her hands.

Iris, though small, is beautiful. She had her eyes closed, so I couldn’t see her eye color, but everything

else, from her nose to her l*ps and the piece of hair that was sticking out of her pink hat, was Ava. She

was a spitting image of her mom.

I feel my heart break watching the tubes sticking out of her. She didn’t deserve this. She should still be

cushioned in her mother’s womb.

She’s alive.

Right. That’s what matters.

“Can I hold her?” Noah asks in a small voice.

Mary was right. Noah was already shaping up to be a great big brother. The love and care he has for his sister were plastered all over his face. There is no F***ing way you can miss it.

“No, honey, you can’t… But you can touch her only if you promise to be careful.”

He nods. Mary helps him get his hands inside the incubator. He softly touches her cheeks, and she leans into him, though she doesn’t wake up.

We stay inside for a while until the nurse lets us know it’s time for us to leave. I walk back to the waiting room with Noah after we get out of the protective gear. I felt like I was in a F***ing dream. Like I was in the

present, but not at the same time.

“Where is Theo?” I ask my brother while taking a seat near him.

Nora was by herself, and she looked so sad. So heartbroken.

“He’s with Ava. The nurse couldn’t let both of them in so Nora went first.”

Mary comes back again and asks who else wants to see Iris. Reaper step forward No

“How’s Iris?” he asks.

“Beautiful” Noah still looks mesmerized. “For some reason, I think she looks like Mom.”

“He’s right,” I add. “She’s the spitting image of her mother.”

We stay in silence after that. A few moments later, Reaper comes out, phone in hand. He answers and,

after a few words, hangs up.

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