Two days later, the soft morning sunlight washed over the city as Thor and Celina drove to the doctor’s office. Thor was visibly tense, his fingers tapping restlessly on the steering wheel during the entire ride. No matter how hard he tried to appear calm, the anxiety was impossible to hide. This appointment meant a great deal to him—not just because it was part of the pregnancy checkups, but because it was the first time Celina would be seen by someone so deeply connected to his family.

The doctor wasn’t just a physician; he was practically an honorary member of the Miller family. He had treated Thor since childhood, as well as other members of the family. He had been a friend of Thor’s grandfather and had witnessed every turbulent phase of the now-respected businessman’s youth. Thor trusted him like he trusted very few people in his life.

“Baby, you’re way too nervous,” Celina teased, glancing sideways at him with a playful smile. “You look like you’re the one about to be examined.”