David’s POV
The days leading to Saturday felt like hell disguised as heaven.
Hell because I had to keep the secret from Cassie, and she was sharp enough to sense when I was hiding something.
Heaven because every time I looked at her with the kids, I knew I was making the right decision.
Friday night, habang nakahiga siya sa tabi ko, nakadapa, nakayakap sa unan, halos mapangiti ako. She looked so peaceful, like she didn’t carry the weight of our triplets all day.
“David…” bulong niya, halos pumikit na ang mga mata.
“Hmm?”
“Why do you keep staring at me?”
Because I’m memorizing your face before I make you cry tomorrow night.
But instead, I said, “Because I can’t believe you’re mine.”
She chuckled softly, her voice sleepy. “Corny.”
“Corny but true,” I whispered, pulling her closer.
