Sheldon left with a face as dark as storm clouds."Mother, Father, are you both alright?"Our babies quickly surrounded us, their little voices brimming with worry. They pressed close, eyes wide, tails twitching.I gently touched each of their heads, one by one."I'm fine," I said softly.Once they were reassured and sent off to play, Reginald turned to me, his eyes red, his expression full of quiet grievance.I sighed. Finally, I told him everything.Every secret I had carried, every truth I had buried in the depths of memory—I told him everything.Reginald no longer felt jealous. He simply held me in silence, wrapping his arms around me.Then, he murmured, "Celine, you've suffered so much. This life, I swear, I will love you well. If anyone dares lay a finger on you, I'll fight them to the death."I wrapped my arms around his waist and smiled before I replied, "Alright then."Life with Reginald was relaxed, peaceful, and filled with laughter, warmth, and healing.However,
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