Rolling over onto her side, Savannah tried to get comfortable. While she was usually a deep sleeper, she always seemed to stir whenever Seth would get up from bed. Maybe she knew when he wasn’t close by, subconsciously…but whatever the reasoning was, she always seemed to wake up whenever she would notice he was missing. Usually he got up to get a drink of water, or use the bathroom, so she never got up to investigate…but this time, something was different. When she rolled over and didn’t feel him there, her eyes fluttered open, and she looked over at the clock. With a sigh, she tried to go back to sleep…but couldn’t, since noise from the other room sparked up her curiosity.
Scooting to the edge of the bed, she placed her feet down on the floor and grabbed hold of her robe, pulling it around her to cover the short silk night-dress she had worn to bed. Opening up their bedroom door, she squinted her eyes as she tried to adjust to the light, and stretched her arms above her head as she watched him from a distance. All she heard was the sound of a woman’s voice, but she couldn’t make out what she was saying.
Dropping her arms down, she slipped her hands into the pockets of her robe. “Seth, what’s-…”
She was about to ask what was going on…but that was when she heard the sound of a baby crying. Stunned, Savannah just stared at her husband’s profile for what seemed like forever before she moved over to the door, standing beside him, staring down at the bassinet. “Wh-…what is-…who’s is-…” She swallowed roughly, looking up at Seth, hoping he had some sort of explanation that would make this not be what she had a feeling it was.
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