As Leyla slept, her face flushed a bit rosy, looking so pure and sweet.

Dylan wrapped his arms around Olivia but his eyes were fixed on Leyla.

Everything felt just right, he believed.

In this life, Leyla would likely be their only child.

And strangely, he felt content.

Leyla stirred in his arms, feeling a tad restless.

She turned to him, asking, “How about some food? I’m starving!”

Dylan nodded, smiling.

a light pat and whispered, “You freshen

a grin,

kiddo chaos was a

might pass the baton to others, he preferred to dive in himself during

memories of

Library

Dylan stepped out.

lost in thought

melted

she might

meals – one for them and a special

special occasion, he even cracked open a bottle

mirrored

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