Epilogue

Jackson walked into the dining room, fully dressed in a suit, and Rose and Miya gazed away from their food and awkwardly stared at him.

“Dada!” Milo shouted, jumping in his seat. 

Then Mila and Milu followed his lead and started yelling, “dada.”

Those words brought a smile onto Jackson's lips even though he had heard it countless times for the past few months.

Beaming with joy, he walked over to his kids' seats and took Milo, Mila and Milu out of their chairs one after the other, playing with them for a moment before putting them back into their seats.

“Where are you going in a suit?” Rose asked, setting her fork down on the table.

“Today is Miya's final trial date, and I'm driving her to the courthouse?” Jackson said, adoringly staring at Miya.

Taking her focus off her son, Rose gazed at Milo, Mila, and Milu and said, “Can you guys say ‘Nana?”

“Mom, you've been trying to make them say ‘nana’ for six months now. Th