TWO TEARS LATER
TWO YEARS LATER.... Katie sat on a cushioned lounger beneath a parasol, her baby bump gently rising beneath a flowing floral dress. Her son, little Ethan now toddling and full of mischief, ran around the garden with a water gun in hand, demanding that Adrian be his royal carriage. Adrian, now every bit the doting husband and soon-to-be father of twins, refused dramatically with a groan. "Your Majesty, I demand a snack break!" Milly waddled into view, radiant despite her enormous bump, carrying a plate of pastries and giving Adrian a look. "If you don't get up and play with him, I swear—" "He is your nephew", Adrian interrupted, laughing. "You play with him". Katie giggled, one hand resting on her belly. "Don't look at me. I've learned the hard way—Ethan doesn't understand the word no.
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