KAEL'S POV
Fatherhood had changed me. I knew it and everyone around me knew it. Apparently, according to Liam, I had become unbearable and according to Kiara, I had become overprotective. Personally, I preferred responsible.
I found my mother in the garden that afternoon tending to her flowers. The moment she saw me, she smiled warmly.
"There's my favorite son."
"I'm your only son," I reminded her.
"Details," she replied, earning a laugh from me.
She immediately noticed something was bothering me.
"What is it?"
I sat beside her and sighed. "Mom, was Dad always this worried when you were pregnant with me?"
Olivia burst out laughing. "Your father nearly fought the doctor because he prescribed bed rest for me."
I blinked. "You're joking."
"I'm not. He accused the poor man of stress
