MasukMonths later*Will*The car is filled with the soft coos and gentle cries of our newborn son, a tiny miracle cradled in Kiera’s arms beside me. The sun filters through the car windows, casting a warm glow over the backseat, and I can’t help but glance at the little bundle that’s forever changed our lives. Five months ago, Kiera and I were eagerly awaiting his arrival, and now, he’s finally here, a beautiful reality that fills my heart with joy.As we drive down the now familiar streets toward our home, my thoughts drift to Frida, who’s at home bouncing with excitement, and to Webby, who I know will be just as curious about our new arrival. I can picture Frida’s bright smile and wide eyes as she meets her baby brother for the first time. It’s a moment I’ve been waiting for, one that feels monumental in our ever-growing family.“Can you believe we’re finally bringing him home?” Kiera says, her voice filled with warmth. She glances down at our son, her eyes sparkling with love. I can see
Two Years Later*Kiera*The theater is buzzing with excitement, the atmosphere electric as the lights dim and the audience settles in. I sit in my seat, my heart racing with anticipation, a mix of nerves and pride swirling within me. I glance at Will, who’s holding the video camera, his eyes bright with excitement as he focuses on the stage. He want to captured every moment to send to his parents.He catches my gaze and flashes me a reassuring smile, reminding me that we’re in this together.Frida is backstage, preparing for her big moment. She’s been waiting for this day… the day she steps into the spotlight for her first major ballet performance. I can hardly believe how much she’s grown. At eleven years old, she is graceful and determined, ready to shine… and with nothing but a few small scars left of the accident. The thought sends a warmth through my heart, one that feels especially poignant as I place a hand on my slightly rounded belly, feeling our baby move.“Got the shot?” Wi
*Kiera*Will’s father takes my arm gently, his eyes filled with warmth and pride. I can feel a wave of emotion wash over me as he leads me down the aisle. I glance up at him, and he gives me an encouraging nod, a silent reminder that I’m not just stepping into a new chapter but walking toward a family that has embraced me as one of their own.As we approach Will, my heart races, and the world around us blurs. The guests fade into a soft hum, their smiles and tears becoming background music to this monumental moment. Will stands at the altar, his gaze fixed firmly on me, radiating love and anticipation. My breath catches in my throat, and for a moment, all I can see is him… my partner, my best friend, my everything.Will’s father places my hand in Will’s, and I feel the warmth of his grip, steady and reassuring. “Take care of her,” he says softly, his voice a tender promise as he steps back, leaving us face-to-face.“Always,” Will replies, his eyes shimmering with emotion. I can see th
*Kiera*The sun shines brightly, casting a golden hue over the garden, and I can hardly believe that today is finally here. I stand in front of the mirror, taking a moment to soak it all in. My wedding dress flows around me, delicate lace and soft tulle that feels like a dream. I can’t help but smile at my reflection, the excitement bubbling within me like a fizzy drink ready to overflow.“Are you ready, Kiera?” my mom calls from the other room, her voice laced with both excitement and a hint of nerves.“Almost!” I reply, giving one last twirl to see how the dress catches the light.Today is not just any wedding; it’s our second chance, a celebration of love and the journey we’ve taken together. The first time Will and I said our vows, it was for other reasons, but this time we get to do it right, surrounded by friends and family in a way that feels truly special. I glance at the door, and my heart swells knowing that Frida, my sweet flower girl, will be walking down the aisle, scatte
*Will* The sun casts a warm glow over my parents’ garden, illuminating the vibrant flowers and lush greenery that surround me. I stand amidst the chaos of wedding preparations, my heart racing with excitement. Today, everything feels alive… especially the anticipation in the air as I adjust a few chairs and make sure the aisle is perfectly aligned. This is where we’ll say our vows, where Kiera and I will promise forever to one another, and I can hardly believe how lucky I am. “Are you sure you’re not getting cold feet?” David teases, leaning against a nearby tree, his arms crossed over his chest. A smirk dances across his face, and I can’t help but roll my eyes. “Cold feet? Please,” I scoff, flashing him a grin. “I’ve never been more certain about anything in my life.” “Right? And yet here you are, sweating like a guy who just realized he forgot the rings,” he replies, laughing as I wipe my brow. I shake my head, chuckling at his antics. David has always had a knack for making
*Kiera*The sun hangs high in the sky, illuminating the bustling streets of New York as I grasp Frida's tiny hand in mine. Will walks beside us, a broad smile plastered across his face, and Webby trots excitedly at our feet, his golden fur glinting in the sunlight.There’s an electric buzz in the air, an excitement that mirrors my own. Today we celebrate that we are now a real family, and that Frida is now completely rid of the wheelchair.“Where to first?” Will asks, his voice bright with enthusiasm. He glances down at Frida, who beams up at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief.“Can we get cupcakes?” she pleads, bouncing slightly on her toes. I can’t help but laugh at her eagerness; it’s infectious.“Cupcakes it is!” I declare, and Frida squeals with delight.As we make our way to the nearby bakery, I take in the sights and sounds of the city around us. The honking of horns, the chatter of people, and the distant sound of a street performer playing a lively tune all melt together i
*Will* As I juggle two grocery bags in one hand, my phone clamped stubbornly to my ear, I unlock the door to the penthouse with my free hand. The late afternoon sun spills into the hallway, casting long shadows that dance across the floor. David's voice crackles through the line, filled with the u
*Kiera* The elevator hums softly as we goes back up, the air thick with the electric buzz of anticipation. I’m still grappling with the whirlwind of emotions that come from our meeting with Candy, and my mind races with the intricate details of our new lives. Will stands beside me, his presence gr
*Kiera*The sun streams through the large windows of Will’s apartment, brightening the space with its golden light. I stand in front of the mirror, adjusting the delicate floral dress that Marco helped me choose. My heart races as I take in my reflection… I am both kinda excited and at the same tim
*Kiera*Before I can even think fully about it all, I find myself standing in the small, sterile office of the town hall, watching nervously as Will fills out the marriage license application. The bustling sounds of the outside world feel distant, almost muted, as the weight of our decision sinks i







