Lucy POV Will remains at the center of the room holding Andrea snugly against his chest as if she were the most valuable treasure on earth. His eyes gleam brightly, intensely, and brimming with a blend of affection and fury. He repeatedly kisses the crown of the hair and softly murmurs vows that no one will ever separate him from his baby. The little boy snuggles closer. Clutches Will’s shirt tightly with his hands, seeming too scared to let go even for a moment. My heart. Expands simultaneously because I already love them both deeply. I approach gently. Wrap my arms around them both, and Will draws me closer with his free arm. We remain united, like an embrace, and I sense his heart pounding rapidly against my cheek. He softly kisses my forehead. Shows his appreciation for caring

