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.

palpable, even in sleep, as he

up in yesterday's games,” Serenity said,

forehead, whispering, “You're a lucky

two fathers now who love you, and that’s double

wants you to be

Though Sonny was far too deep in sleep to respond, Liberty stood in the doorway, watching the scene with eyes

her sister's happiness

on the

had

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

and genuine but also deeply committed to her son, treating him as

couldn't help but think that fate had given her another chance, a better

far better partner than Hank, not because of money but

voice pulled her back

she said to Zachary, “imagine if we

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