#Chapter 183 - A Sibling for Christmas

Ella I’m gaping at Ethan, wondering where on earth this came from. I already explained to him why I haven’t shared our baby news with the pups yet, and I can’t believe he would dismiss those concerns so quickly. What am I saying? I think grimly. Of course I can believe it. This isn’t the same Ethan who loved you, remember? “No, it’s too soon.” I object, feeling furious that he chose this moment to have this conversation, when I should be enjoying watching the children unwrap their new pet. On the floor in front of us, the pups are carefully unwinding the ribbon from the box containing their new bunny, positively quaking with excitement. They’re wearing identical expressions of utmost focus, brows furrows and lips pursed in concentration. No sooner have they freed the ribbon and carefully lifted the flaps of the box, that a little white blur comes bursting out, hopping right out of the box as the pups squeal with surprise and excitement. “It is a bunny!” Paisley exclaims, “