Chapter 172 Happy Accidents

• Olivia
• The rhythmic tapping of a hammer against wood filled the nursery as I folded tiny clothes, neatly placing them into the dresser.
• Nathan was hard at work putting together the rocking chair, his focus and determination creating a sense of warmth and security that seemed to permeate the room. The sounds of our busy morning, coupled with the distant chirping of birds, created a homey ambiance that I couldn’t help but soak in.