IVY’S POVThe morning light streamed through the windows of Miles's room, casting a warm golden glow across the walls lined with toys and storybooks. I stood near the window, watching my son play with his wooden blocks on the floor, his small hands carefully stacking them one on top of the other, and I felt a peace settle over me that I had not felt in years. The chaos of the past few days was finally behind us, and for the first time in a long time, I could breathe.I heard footsteps approaching, and I turned to see Tara and Liam walking toward me, their hands intertwined and their faces bright with smiles. But behind them, to my complete surprise, I saw Pedro, his tall frame filling the doorway, and I gasped loudly.“Pedro!” I exclaimed, and I rushed toward him, throwing my arms around his neck and hugging him tightly. “What are you doing here? I thought you were at Kael's pack handling things.”Pedro laughed warmly, his arms wrapping around me in a firm embrace, and he said, his vo
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