Nickoli POV
My heart races as I step into my grandparents' old home. Never did I expect to be here today ready to betray my family, my brother. I know Jasmine would be angry with me for what I'm about to do, but how can I not? She is my wife, my heart. Guilt drowns me as my niece bounds down the stairs. "Uncle Nick, you're back. Where is my auntie Jazzy," she asks. The day before we left for our honeymoon, we spent the afternoon with my family and Jasmine couldn't get enough of Ava.
I know she was thinking about the baby growing in her own belly as she promised to be the best aunt to the little girl that is my brother's mini me. She told her to call her auntie Jazzy. Ivana and Jasmine promptly began to banter about who was the best aunt. My heart squeezes in my chest as her little arms
