Angela's still asleep, so we go to the cafeteria for coffee.
Forty minutes, three coffees, and two pastries apiece later, we go back to her room to find her awake and finishing breakfast.
She smiles timidly. "Have you seen him yet?"
I nod.
She calls the nurse, who brings in a tiny bundle, handing it to Angela.
Angela glances between us. "Who first?"
Edward nudges me, and I take our son from her.
Jasper and his son. And I love Angela.
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