Chapter 82

Luara's POV

"We're fine dad, we're all okay. I'm just trying to get everything back to normal." I said, as I held the phone flush to my ear. My other hand stroking my daughters face as we occupied Bryan's office.

"I'm glad Luara, you'll all be fine." My father's voice said through the phone making my head automatically nod, my body trying to reassure myself as I acknowledge his words. My mind still distracted, the hurt in my heart still lingering from my reality of no longer being fertile.

I bit the insides of my cheeks and sighed heavily.

"We will be," I began wanting to encourage my thoughts to move on yet reassure my family since the past few weeks all I had seemed to cause them was worry.

"So, Bryan and I have decided to have a family gathering so we can finally announce our daughter's name!"

My voice was swelling with excitement, not only to finally share the precious name we decided, but to celebrate the birth of my daughter with my family.

"Of course Luara," My father chuckled,