Epilogue 2

Roseline's POV

I was packing a lunch box to have it together in the garden as planned by Enzo when Roderick came running to me.

"Mommmyyyyyyy!"

I turned to find my sweet three-year-old son standing there, his eyes filled with innocence and his lips forming a cute pout.

"Yes, baby?" I responded, bending down to his level.

Our children had grown so fast, and it seemed like just yesterday when I was carrying them in my belly, experiencing their little kicks and wiggles. Soon they will start going to school as well.

"Chocolate," he requested, his tiny hand reaching out, and his big, hopeful eyes locked onto mine.

He was blinking up at me innocently with a pout on his lips. I couldn't help but chuckle at his irresistible charm.

"But you already had some today, my love," I said gently, aware of the perils of too much chocolate for a young child. "You know that having too much can give you cavities in your teeth."