Reigna[3 months, 2 weeks, and 3 days later]The quiet hum of the penthouse was no longer just the sound of the central air conditioning; it was the soft, steady rhythm of peace.Our mornings began not with alarms or hurried schedules, but with the gentle light filtering through the bedroom windows, pulling us from sleep. Erwin, somehow, always managed to wiggle his way from his own bed into ours sometime during the night.I’d wake to the warmth of his small body pressed against my back, his soft snores a comforting lullaby. Carlisle would already be awake, propped on an elbow, watching us, a soft, almost vulnerable smile on his face."Good morning, my love," he’d whisper, his voice thick with sleep and affection. He’d reach over to gently brush the hair from my face, then playfully tickle Erwin’s nose until the little boy giggled himself awake."Dada! Mommy! I'm a pancake!" Erwin would declare, burying his face between us, making us both laugh.Right now, breakfast was a joyful chaos
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