Chapter 160

  EPILOGUE

  ~CAKE~

  I woke up before the sun. Our son, Arlo Enzo Vescari, was still sleeping soundly in the crib beside our bed, tiny fists curled near his face.

  Naming him had been one of the easiest decisions Nico and I had ever made. Enzo had spent the past year carrying this family on his ba...

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