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.

he relived their

up in yesterday's games,” Serenity said, chuckling

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

love you, and

wants you

stood in the doorway, watching the scene with eyes full of gratitude and

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

had a loving marriage and a baby on

had come

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

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

had given

than Hank, not because of money but because of his loyalty

pulled her back into the

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

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