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.

even in sleep, as he relived their fun, laughing with every

up in yesterday's games,” Serenity

over to kiss Sonny’s forehead, whispering, “You're a

fathers now who love

Auntie just wants

deep in sleep to respond, Liberty stood in the doorway, watching

so grateful for her sister's happiness and her coming role as

a loving marriage and a baby on the way, and that filled

life had

endured—the heartache, betrayal, and years of struggle—she was

she was about to marry, was not only caring and genuine

think that fate had given

partner than Hank, not because

pulled her back into the

to Zachary, “imagine if we

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