Chapter 127— The Return Home

The days in the hospital felt endless. Every morning began the same way: doctors coming and going, nurses carrying metal trays, tiny needles, harsh white lights that seemed too bright, and Sofía’s quiet, hopeful murmur repeating like a silent prayer: “Just a little longer, my son… just a little longer until we go home.”

Ayden had been born a little early, at just thirty-six weeks. He was strong, but they still had to wait. Nearly a full week passed with him in the