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“Happy birthday, sweetheart,” I say, kissing my Lucas on the top of his head. It’s his 10th birthday, and while things haven’t been easy, he’s so happy.
“Happy birthday, Sparrow,” Joseph tells him with a nod.
I made his favorite cake- chocolate cake with chocolate icing and more sprinkles than you can imagine. I always make the boys’ birthday cakes. It’s my favorite thing to do since I quit being the queen.
Peter loves vanilla cake with vanilla icing, a stark contrast to his brother. Peter has his father’s hair and my eyes, while Lucas is nearly the spitting image of his father. It hurt at first, but I’ve come to love it. He’s a horrible mate, but he’s not been the worst father.
I’d expected Joseph to have nothing to do with Lucas, especially when he told me I could name
