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 up first, I’ll handle the mess

a grin, he headed

kiddo chaos was

the baton to others, he preferred to

back memories of Olivia’s

Library

Dylan stepped out.

Olivia splashed her face, lost in thought

melted

might never resist Dylan’s

for them and

occasion, he even cracked open a bottle

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

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