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~Aoife~

Sitting at the dinner table, I gazed at the handsome men seated in front of me. Alexander, sitting next to Xander, resembled his father both in looks and actions. They even shared the trait of using their left hands to eat. I marveled at how comfortable Alexander seemed with Xander as if they had known each other their whole lives. After all, Alex was sitting next to his father.

“Eat your food,” Gabriel whispered, looking at me as tears threatened to escape my eyes.

I nodded and took a sip of water. The sight before me was everything I had ever wanted. A husband who loved me immensely and a loving child. But Xander wasn’t the man. It was me who loved him unconditionally and still did. I had never seen Xander with kids before, but he was behaving like a child with Alex, and it was so adorable.

“I need a minute.” I excused myself from the table and went inside to grab my medication.

“Excuse me, let me check on her. She needs her medicine,” he explained to the others.

“Medicine?”