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.

“You freshen up first, I’ll handle the

a grin,

kiddo chaos was a

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

memories

Library

Dylan stepped out.

Olivia splashed her face, lost in thought as she stared at

melted a

she might

up two meals – one for them and a

special occasion, he even cracked open a

the tangy wine, Olivia felt it mirrored the bittersweet vibe between her and

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