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.

in sleep, as he relived

games,” Serenity said, chuckling as she

Sonny’s forehead, whispering, “You're a lucky boy,

now who love you, and

wants you

far too deep in sleep to respond, Liberty stood in the doorway, watching the scene

so grateful for her sister's happiness

a baby on the way, and that filled Liberty’s

life had

heartache, betrayal, and years of struggle—she

the man she was about to marry, was not only caring and genuine but also

had given her another chance,

far better partner than Hank, not because of money but

pulled her

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

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