Helena's POV:Three years later, I was walking through the heart of New York, holding my two-year-old daughter's hand.She was in a princess dress, clutching breadcrumbs and chasing pigeons around the plaza.Alexander followed behind with a picnic basket. When he saw her about to fall, he took a few quick steps and scooped her up.My daughter said, "Daddy, I wanna feed the pigeons some more!"Alexander replied, "First, say I'm the best daddy ever.""Best mommy ever!" she crowed.She reached both arms out to me, and Alexander's face darkened at once. "Who taught you to play favorites like that?"The little girl wrapped her arms around my neck and stuck her tongue out at him. "Mommy's pretty!"Alexander took her back and lectured her under his breath, "Only I get to say that."The two of them got into a playful tussle, and I stood watching, unable to stop smiling.When I turned to get some water, I noticed a bench near the corner of the plaza.An older couple in shabby clothes sat beside
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