Rayden
When we got to the hotel lobby, mommy and daddy were already there. Their mouths dropped open when they saw Zoey and our quadruplets.
As we got closer, mommy and daddy struggled to speak. They kept glancing between the kids and my wife.
Eventually, their attention settled on Zoey, especially Mommy. She walked up to Zoey, tears streaming down her face, and gently cupped Zoey's trembling cheeks in her hands.
"You're alive, my child. You're alive," mommy whispered to Zoey, pulling her into a tight embrace. "We thought we had lost you, Zoey. Thank you for being alive," mommy sobbed.
Daddy, on the other hand, was crying as he knelt down to the children. "I can't believe I'm going to be a grandfather to quadruplets. They look just like me when I was young," he said, looking at his gr
