CHAPTER SIXTY – EASING THE PRESSURE

With a small, sad smile, Emily nodded once at them before turning away. It was a silent acknowledgment, an acceptance that the past was truly in the past. As they continued to Logan's office, Deonna felt a weight lift from her shoulders. There would be more challenges ahead, she knew. Nolan's watchful eye, the pressures of work and impending parenthood, the lingering doubts that would take time to fully dissipate. But for now, in this moment, she allowed herself to feel hope. Logan paused at his office door, turning to face Deonna. "Ready to face the day?" he asked, a small smile playing on his lips. Deonna returned his smile, her free hand resting on her belly. "Ready," she confirmed. "Let's show them what we're made of." Logan paced the living room, his hands running through his hair in a nervous gesture. Deonna sat on the couch, her eyes following his movement, her expression a mixture of wariness and curiosity. The tension in the room was palpable, thick with unspoken words and