Astor’s Pov
The sun was warm on my face as I watched Marco try to catch a butterfly. Isabella was laughing following her brother behind. It felt right, felt like home but there was one person missing.
l would have liked to have her here.but she hadly slept and she needs to rest.
"Daddy, look" Isabella giggled, holding up a tiny red beetle in her cupped hands.
"That's a lovely one, sweetheart," I said, my heart swelling. I loved this moment more than anything. My kids are my whole world. Especially now that l know Isabella is biologically mine.
It was always a fear of mine that one day she'll understand and not want anything to do with me in the future.
Marco ran back, a little breathless. "Dad, can we play soccer now?" he asked, his eyes sparkling.
"Soon, buddy," I ruffled his hair
