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

a grin,

chaos was a norm

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

back memories of Olivia’s own

Library

Dylan stepped out.

her face, lost in thought as she stared at

heart melted a

she might

meals – one for them

honor of the special occasion, he even cracked

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

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