Chapter 6 - THE HOMECOMING
Two weeks later, the triplets were cleared for release. The process of getting three infants, a recovering mother, and a suddenly humble billionaire into a single residence was a comedy of errors. Adrian had hired the best nursery staff in the country, but Claire insisted on doing as much as she could herself.
He watched her, his heart aching at the way she struggled with the double-triple strollers and the sheer volume of equipment.
"Let me help," he said, reaching for a diaper bag.
"I can do it," she countered.
"I know you can," he said, taking the bag anyway. "But you don't have to."
The house he had bought for them—a quiet, brick-and-mortar home in the suburbs, far from the cold glass of his office—was filled with the sounds of Noah, Miles, and Grace. It was a chaotic, beautiful mess.
One evening, Adrian found Claire in the nursery, Grace in her arms, struggling to soothe her. He didn't ask; he just walked over and took Grace, rocking her with a natural, tentative rhythm he had spent hours practicing.
"She likes it when you hum," Claire whispered, leaning against the doorway.
Adrian began to hum a low, steady melody. Grace’s crying stopped, and she settled against his chest.
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"You're a natural," Claire said, a small, genuine smile finally reaching her eyes.
"I'm learning," Adrian said. He looked at Claire, his heart full. "I’m learning that life isn't a problem to be solved. It’s a moment to be lived."
