Before the weekend, I’d already furnished the entire house for the kids. Call it impulsive, but I’d bought beds, wardrobes, toys—everything they’d need in our home.I couldn’t sleep Friday night, and by Saturday, I was up with the roosters, running around, wanting everything to be perfect.“You’ve checked everything at least a million times,” Marcos said, kissing my hair and pulling me out of the car. “It’s going to be fine, love.”Yes, I had faith it would. With him by my side, everything would work out, and with the kids, it would be perfect.“Good morning!” I exclaimed, seeing the kids waiting for us. Rick held Lisa in his arms, Rafa stood beside him, and Clarice was there too, sporting a wide smile.“Good morning, Emy!” Lisa was the only one who answered. Rick was quieter, and Rafa still seemed wary.“Ready to see your future home?” Marcos asked, joining me.“Yesss!” Lisa shouted, leaping from her brother’s arms. I opened mine as she ran toward us. “Do I get a doll?”“Yes, sweethe
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