AUTHOR P. O. V That evening, after the house quieted and the guests left, Xavier carried Alisia to their bedroom. She protested, weakly swatting at his chest. “Xavier, I told you, I can walk.” “You’ve walked enough today,” he said firmly, laying her gently on the bed. “Now you rest. That’s final.” He turned to the crib where Angel slept, his gaze softening instantly. He adjusted her blanket, brushed a kiss against her forehead, and then returned to sit beside Alisia. “You’re staring again,” Alisia teased softly. “Can’t help it,” Xavier admitted, his voice husky. “You both… you’re my everything. And she is the new world I am living now.” Alisia cupped his cheek, forcing him to meet her gaze. “And you are my only prayer.We’re here.......happily Together.” For the first time in a day , Xavier allowed himself to smile—not the sharp, guarded smirk of a businessman, but a genuine smile filled with warmth. He leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to her lips. “I love y
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