Chapter 167
Ana’s POV
Five Years Later:
Our home was full of laughter as the candles were blown out on Liam’s cake. He was seven years old today, and he was the spitting image of his father. The best of both of us is what Charlie always said. Liam was intelligent, and we both knew that he would do great things. Liam was so easygoing, and everyone loved him. He was finishing up first grade and excelling in school.
His younger brother, Reid Prescott, was finishing up kindergarten. Prescott was a whirlwind, and he was my father made over. Smart, with a stare that could make children older than him take notice. He didn’t seem to be intimidated by anyone other than his parents and grandparents. They all loved him, but he was special to my father, who recognized their bond immediately. Pres
