One year later…
-Amber-
The party was incredible, and I was overwhelmed by how many people came to celebrate the birth of our prince and princess. Although they arrived earlier than expected, the delivery went smoothly, and the babies were healthy and strong. I watched as Ronan talked to someone else while holding our little girl, Raina, born just minutes after her brother, Warrick. We named him after the son Ronan should have had, but Raina already had Ronan wrapped around her finger. No one would carry her except him, and I found it so adorable how attached he was to her.
Suddenly, a familiar voice cut through the crowd, and I turned to see Everly making her way toward us.
“Everly!” I exclaimed.
It had been so long since I last saw her, but I’d heard bits about her—her tech company
