Sonny’s room was next to the guest room—almost as large as the master bedroom Liberty used, though technically designated as a guest room.

In reality, though, only Serenity and Zachary ever stayed in it when visiting her.

After a full day of play with Rocco, Sonny had fallen asleep as soon as he got home.

Now, he was still deep in a dream, his face relaxed and peaceful.

Serenity sat gently on the edge of his bed, watching him with a warm smile.

She reached out to stroke his cheek, feeling the soft, smooth skin beneath her fingers.

“Kids have the softest skin,” she said quietly.

“Brother Rocco, come chase me...

hehe,” Sonny mumbled in his sleep, laughing as he dreamed of the games he'd played with Rocco.

sleep, as he relived their fun,

games,” Serenity said, chuckling as she looked

forehead, whispering, “You're

fathers now who love

remember, Auntie just wants

Liberty stood in the doorway, watching the scene with eyes

her sister's happiness and

marriage and a baby on the way, and that filled

own life had come full circle,

she had endured—the heartache, betrayal, and years of struggle—she was finally blessed with a new

and genuine but also deeply committed to her son, treating

but think that fate had given

not because of money but because of his

voice pulled her back

she said to Zachary, “imagine if we had a son as sweet as

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