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.

whispered, “You freshen up first, I’ll handle

grin, he

was a

baton to others, he preferred to dive in himself

brought back memories of

Library

Dylan stepped out.

Olivia splashed her face, lost in

heart melted a

she might

meals – one for them and a special one for

the special occasion, he even cracked open

the tangy wine, Olivia felt it mirrored

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