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Alexa looked at herself in the rearview mirror and quickly fixed her sleek, dark hair. A big smile spread across her face as she checked how she looked. She was dressed nicely in a blazer and a pencil skirt, feeling confident while driving smoothly through the busy morning traffic. Next to her was Valle, who looked very handsome in his well-fitted suit. His blue eyes sparkled with warmth as they exchanged light jokes and laughter.

In the backseat, baby Rahilla was safely strapped in her car seat, making sweet cooing sounds. Her round cheeks moved into dimples as she babbled happily, her little voice mixing perfectly with her parents' laughter. Valle couldn’t help but feel an overwhelming love for his little family. Watching Rahilla’s joy filled him with pride and a protective instinct.

"Oh, come on, Myra," Valle said, rolling his eyes playfully. "You wouldn't stand a chance against me even if you trained hard for a whole year."

Alexa laughed, and her laughter was bright and cheerful.