Alexander stood in the middle of the empty room, eyes gleaming with excitement as he held up two tiny cribs, one in each arm, and beamed at Rain like a proud child showing off his masterpiece.
"They're convertible!" he said, eyes wide. "They'll grow with the twins, cribs now, toddler beds later, then full beds. Genius, right?"
Rain leaned on the doorway, arms crossed over her chest, a knowing smirk tugging at her lips. "You do realize we don't even know the genders yet, right?"
Alexander's enthusiasm didn't waver. "Doesn't matter! Everything's neutral, soft greens, buttery yellow, warm cream tones. It's perfect!"
She stepped inside and walked around, eyeing the soft rugs, the floating shelves with storybooks already stacked, and the rocking chair near the window.
"You've already filled half the shelves," she said, shaking her head with a laugh. "Stuffed animals, picture books, blankets... you even bought matching night lights."
