Epilogue
*Eddie's POV*
Three Years Later
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I sat on the stool watching as Dale fed Mireya. Or more like tried feeding Mireya.
"Come on kid," Dale said with a forced smiled as he tried to force the spoon through Mireya's lips.
Mireya stubbornly shook her head and crossed her little arms across her chest as she leaned further into her highchair.
"No," she said in her high voice as she pushed the spoon away, "-you eat it."
Dale squinted his eyes and bought the spoon back towards Mireya.
"Mireya," he pressed, "-I told your mother that I could feed you so help your uncle out," Dale mumbled.
Mireya grinned at Dale and only a second later the spoon dropped from his hands and fell to the floor making it clatter.
Mireya bursted out into small fits of laughter as Dale let out a loud screa
