Olivia couldn't help but walk into the room. She was sure it used to be a guest room. But it had been renovated into a big room painted with soft colors. Half of the room was blue, and the other half was pink.

The lights were turned off, and the door was closed. Stars appeared overhead. The glow was soft, and there were occasional shooting stars.

Some disco lights lit up in the room, and a music box sounded. There was a cradle, a rocking horse, and various toys. There were baby clothes arranged according to the babies' age. The collection ranged from clothes for newborn babies to those for one-year-olds.

There was even a designated play area for children with a castle, slides, and swings. Ethan had thought about everything that a baby would ever want. It was even better than the room she designed back then. There wasn't a single parent in the world that could refuse a place like this.

Olivia ran her fingers over the baby clothes. Her mind wandered, and tears filled her eyes.