Sophia’s POVI woke up without that hammering in my temples. That was the first pleasant surprise of the day. The second was the sound coming from the living room: laughter.Children's laughter. Two of them.I got out of bed, stretched, and went to the door. On the living room rug, in the soft morning light, Liam and Lizzie were sitting in a sea of colorful blocks.Liam, serious and focused, was stacking a blue block on a red one. Lizzie, with that almost-two-year-old way about her, was slapping her little hands on the blocks, making the tower wobble.Liam didn't get annoyed, he just put his little hand behind the construction to stabilize it and smiled at her."Look, Liz. It's standing up."She laughed, a bubbly, cute sound, and tried to imitate, grabbing a yellow block.I stood in the doorway, watching. It was such a simple, common scene, and yet so impossible.Liam, the son of my greatest enemies, protecting the block tower of my best friend's daughter. Innocence, completely ignori
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