MasukAfter thanking the officers, Louis checked the time—it was already half past nine.“Let’s head home. The temperature’s dropping; I don’t want anyone catching a cold.”Marcus stood still, muttering under his breath, “But Loraine’s favorite singer hasn’t even gone on yet…”Louis turned sharply toward
“He said he was thirsty, so I went to buy him a drink. I clearly told him not to move and when I got back, he was gone!”Loraine’s face went pale with worry. “Let’s look for him right now! I saw security guards and some police officers earlier. We can ask them for help!”The three of them forgot all
Mason, the quieter and more composed one, simply listened to the music, occasionally nodding along to the rhythm.The youngest, Manuel, was too short to see the stage at all, swallowed up by the crowd and left with nothing but the thundering music pounding in his ears.Before long, he got restless.
“Marcus, every time you sneak out, you use the same excuse,” Manuel said, crossing his arms. “Can’t you at least come up with something new?”Marcus froze. Loraine quickly jumped in with a smile. “Manuel, we really do have something serious to take care of this time. It’s boring stuff. You’d have w
“Raine, look, your fingers need to lift here, then drop cleanly. Watch my hand when I play.”In the Walker family’s grand music room, young Mason was patiently teaching Loraine how to play the piano.Sunlight streamed through the tall windows, half spilling over the glossy surface of the hundred-tho
Grace tried to lift her head, but she was too weak to manage even that small movement.A nurse quickly stepped forward and raised the head of the bed so that Grace only needed to lower her gaze to see the tiny baby in Laura’s arms.“A daughter… girls are so sweet,” Grace murmured, the words faint bu
“Whether it’s a natural birth or a C-section—that’s for the doctor to decide. Since when are you more qualified than the doctor? And who says a C-section baby is automatically less healthy?”“And another thing, you don’t need to keep coming over. I’ll take care of her. You and Dad should just focus
Adora knew her boys too well to blame the nanny.She crouched down and caught her older son as he rushed into her arms. Before she could say anything, the little one asked, “Mommy, did you and Daddy sneak out on a date?”“What?” Adora froze. She and her husband needed to sneak for that?Her younger
One boy had a tiny “1” shaved into his hair, the other a “2.”Truthfully, Louis had wanted to try carving “Big” and “Little,” but his clumsy technique made anything that fancy impossible.When he’d first started, Adora had protested.And when she saw the finished result, she was so furious she ignor
“Of course you should tell us! If you dare hide something this serious again, I—I…” Tears poured down Cecilia’s face. Her words sounded like a scolding, but every bit of it was filled with worry and pain.No matter how old a child was, in a mother’s eyes he would always be her child, always tied to







