Diane's POV
"I realized that you are everything I need, everything I want. I don't care what anyone thinks or says about us," Noah continued, his voice growing stronger with each word.
"I'm willing to fight the whole universe if it comes to that, because my heart beats for you and no one else."
The room had gone completely silent around us, but I was barely aware of anyone else's presence. Noah's words were washing over me like healing balm on wounds I'd thought would never stop aching.
"And these babies," he said, his free hand moving gently toward my rounded belly, "I want to be their father, Diane. I want to shower them with the same love I want to give you, without ever making them feel like they're anything less than completely wanted. I want to wake up in the middle of the night for feedings, teach them to ride bikes, help with homework, chase away nightmares."
