I did not look at Simon. Instead, I gently squeezed Nicole’s cheek, coaxing a smile from the little one.
Ella’s shy smile was directed at me as she said, “Lily, you know how terrified I was. We nearly lost the baby.”
Ella dabbed at her eyes, the picture of vulnerability. “Simon mentioned your bracelet has healing powers, that you wore it when Nicole was born.”
Her eyes drifted to my wrist, her silent plea evident.
Simon had given me that bracelet on our third anniversary.
