Chapter 192

DAHLIA

Sebastian’s house had never been loud.

Not like this.

The moment I stepped into the living room, the air felt different… warmer, fuller, vibrating with life and laughter and something impossibly tender.

Izzy was perched on the arm of the couch, Jack beside her, scrolling through his phone while pretending not to listen to every word.

Markus… I’m still learning to pronounce his name with ‘K’, not ‘C”. He said it’s not the same. Anyway, he’s… everywhere. I doubt he loves to sit.

Diego stood near the window, looking like a man who hadn’t slept in days but didn’t care because his entire world had just been born.

Kenna sat carefully on the sofa, a soft blanket around her shoulders, cradling the tiniest human I had ever seen.

Baby Kamila.

I gasped like I’d just witnessed a miracle… which, honestly, I had.

“Oh my God,” I squealed, practically sprinting across the room. “She’s real. She’s actually real.”

Kenna laughed