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"A baby brother?" "Yes, sweetie," I whispered as I leaned closer. "You, me, your daddy, and your new little brother are going to be a perfect family. You won't ever need to think about her again." Kenny looked down at his book. Only then did I notice that he was reading a book about families. The page he was on read: "A family comprises a father, a mother, and their children." I patted his cheek. “If you miss your mum so much, you can call me mummy.”

A family. But we could build one. Starting tonight.

Chloe tried to interject, but Annabelle’s voice had grown stronger. “You think I can’t see it? You only came because you have no one else! And you dare to stand there and call yourself my family? Did you hear what my father said earlier?” Annabelle’s small hands balled into fists at her sides. “He said family isn’t about blood, family is the people who love you, who stand by you, who protect you. That’s them,” she said, pointing back at me and Ethan, and to our parents. “They’re my family, not you, never you.”

We are the only family left. To be continued...

Leonardo smirked at his friend, and Domenico nodded back, a hint of understanding passing between them. One by one, Leonardo's family members came forward, expressing their concerns and asking about his health. His father remained in the corner, observing the scene with quiet strength. At that moment, Leonardo couldn't help but feel a deep sense of gratitude for having his family by his side. It was the first time in his life that he truly recognized the value of their presence. The adage rang true: family was indeed the anchor during times of adversity, and true bonds were forged in the crucible of hardship.

It feels full. Like family.

It just means I’m choosing to prioritize something else. Family.

"We've been waiting for you. We'll always be waiting. That's what family does." THE END

‌ “Does th‍at mean sh⁠e’s not our f‌amil‍y anymore?” “Bab‌y, marr‌iage doesn’t en‌d family. It expa​n⁠ds it. Marcus​ is fam‌i⁠ly no⁠w too.”⁠ “‍S‌o w‌e keep getting bigge‌r⁠?” “Exactly.” “​Good. I like big families⁠.‌” He fa⁠lls as‍leep b‍et‍wee‍n us, and I hold my youngest child, m‍a⁠rveling at how far we’ve come.

Christmas, complete. Family, expanding still. Everything exactly as it should be.