LOGINSebastianI hadn't seen Sandra for two days because I had to travel out of town for work. After my granddaughter's birthday party, I immediately left because there was an issue that needed my attention.And now, I had returned early in the morning, before sunrise.Sandra was still asleep in bed. I gently adjusted the blanket that had slipped slightly off her.As I continued looking at her, a smile finally appeared on my face.She was truly incredible.I didn't know how many times I had fallen in love with her, but as long as I was with her, I always wanted her to remain my wife.Slowly, I lowered my head and took her hand. Her fingers were still as slender and long as they had always been.Then, I slipped a ring onto her right index finger.That immediately woke her.She looked at me, blinking slowly several times.“What are you doing?” Her voice was hoarse.Sandra slowly stirred, trying to get a better look at her hand.“Sebastian, did you just put a ring on my finger?” she asked in
Cassandra's POVA medium-sized rubber ball had just rolled over and bumped against my foot.I stared at it for a moment before picking it up. When I heard Amanda's cheerful voice calling out, I crouched down and picked up the ball for her.“Grandma, thank you for getting Carter's ball!”Amanda immediately took the ball from my hand.Her smile was incredibly sweet, and I couldn't resist gently patting her head.I had always thought my granddaughter was absolutely adorable.“Have you been playing with the geese again, Amanda?”I picked a small goose feather that had gotten stuck to her dress.She nodded happily. “Yes. I was playing with Carter and Weston.”My eyes slowly shifted toward the other side, where the two brothers were walking toward us. Carter looked shy, so he hid behind Weston.I straightened Amanda's dress before adjusting the little crown on her head.“Amanda, today is your seventh birthday. You have to look absolutely beautiful.”“I always look beautiful, Grandma.”“And
WindyA painful groan escaped my lips. When I tried to open my eyes, the light was so bright that it almost blinded me. I reached for my head as I slowly tried to move.My entire body felt sore, but I quickly composed myself when I realized that I must have lost consciousness earlier.“Windy.”The door opened, and I immediately recognized Tucker's voice. I was right. He quickly took my hand and held it tightly while looking at me.“Windy, don't rush.” His voice was soft and warm.I listened to him and slowly regulated my breathing while I remained lying on the bed. Then, I was finally able to look at him more clearly.“…Why are you here?”I felt uncomfortable knowing that he had found out I had lost consciousness. I was afraid he would worry, and I thought it would have been better if he hadn't known that I had fainted at the hospital.I was afraid he would find out what I had been doing here.He tightened his grip on my hand.“Windy, of course I'm here at the hospital. I'm your husba
WindyThis was really complicated.I didn't want to complain, but it had been weighing on my mind. After being married to Tucker for six months, I still wasn't pregnant.Thinking about it all by myself kept me from sleeping peacefully. You know, I felt incredibly anxious. I felt guilty and broken.Even the thought of getting myself checked terrified me, because what if there was something seriously wrong with me?I kept thinking that I was the one who had made a terrible mistake here.Tucker had already made it clear that he was capable of having children. But I wasn't sure whether I could.Quietly, whenever he slept beside me, I would often stare anxiously at the ceiling.If I couldn't have children… would Tucker regret marrying me?Previously, I hadn't wanted to have children this badly. But apparently, my heart was more fragile than I thought, allowing all those negative thoughts to grow so easily inside me.I let out a sigh.“Should I tell Tucker?”The question made me weakly shak
WindyA lot of things had happened during the early days of our marriage. At first, I still wasn't quite used to it because I was now using his last name as my own.Whenever someone called me “Mrs.,” I would often fail to realize they were talking to me.That was just one example, but during these three months of marriage, everything had been going well. Our daily lives hadn't changed much.Right now, I was looking at the large wedding photo displayed in the living room. It wasn't just a picture of Tucker and me—Weston was in it too.We looked so happy in that photo.I smiled as I inhaled the rich aroma of coffee from the cup in my hand.“Mom.”Weston's voice caught my attention.I looked at him. He was still wearing his pajamas, walking toward me while rubbing his eyes. He still looked sleepy, even yawning as he walked.“Why did you wake up so early? You don't have school today.”I looked at him. Standing in front of me, he still looked so small and adorable.He smiled as he took my
WindyThe day we had been waiting for had finally arrived. Just a day earlier, when I showed off the crown I had made for our wedding, I found out from Tucker that he had already seen the sketch.I had intended to surprise him, but instead, I was the one who ended up being surprised.That was probably why he had become more confident about proposing to me. Either way, that was what had brought us to this day—our wedding day.The guests we had invited had filled the church hall. They looked at us with teary eyes, and their cheers made my heart even happier.Once we were outside the church, the guests gathered in their places, ready to catch the bouquet I was about to throw.I glanced toward Diana. She was holding onto Miles's arm. I couldn't tell whether she was trying to show everyone how affectionate they were or simply didn't want Miles to join the others in fighting over the bouquet.“Ahem!” I cleared my throat loudly. “I'm going to throw the bouquet now. Catch it!”After shouting
CassandraIn the morning, before I left for work, I noticed Miles seemed to want to say something, but with hesitation.Compared to anyone else, I can read him the best.“What is it, Milo?”Regarding yesterday’s meeting, he hadn’t told me anything yet because he fell asleep first. Thoughts kept run
CassandraThe moment I got home, I saw Sebastian with Miles. From his appearance, it didn’t look like he had fought with Cillian.For a moment, I imagined that maybe they would end up rolling around in the street, punching each other like little kids. The thought amused me a bit, but seeing things
CassandraFor more than three days, I finished my work and arranged everything properly. I met with Doctor James to make sure there would be no problems later when I left with Miles.During these three days, Miles also had his own busyness, preparing the things he wanted to bring and arranging for
DylanHe looked at me, tears still streaming down his face.“You’re saying this on purpose just to torment me, aren’t you?”His accusation was truly infuriating. What did this man mean? Even after seeing me and hearing what I said, he still couldn’t accept it and instead tried to turn me into the v







