Epilogue

Ezekiel's P. O. V.

“I saw mommy in the dressing room!” A smirk formed in my lips as soon as Stormi ran to me.

As days passed, she became more of me in every physical way, but her attitude was more of her mother. Although my wife says otherwise.

“She was so pretty!” She cupped both of her cheeks. “You should come see her now!”

Of course, I’d come see my wife, but before that, I must take care of these first. The picnic basket was filled with most of Stormi's snacks. It was all her request as soon as Schuyler went to take a bath.

“Did you bring my strawberry cupcakes, dad?” I heard my daughter asking when I saw her sitting at the table and looking at me with an analyzing eyes.

I tilted my head to the side, “Don't sit at the table. Your mom might see you.”

She pouted her lips before she crawled out of the table and crossed our distance. “Let's go to mommy, dad!”

I carried her in my arms as we both went upstairs. Stormi was singing loudly on our way and I couldn't help the smile on my fac