Epilogue

As I stood in the living room of my new home, the sound of laughter and chatter filled the air, wrapping around me like a warm embrace. It was a vibrant tapestry of family and friends, each thread woven into the fabric of our lives. Today, we were celebrating not just the arrival of my miracle triplets—two boys and a little girl—but the love that had brought us all together.

Ruine and I decided to name them, Kiara, Nikolai and Cole

I could hardly believe that just a few weeks ago, I had endured the most brutal labor of my life. The pain had been overwhelming, but the moment I held my babies in my arms, all of that faded away. They were perfect, tiny bundles of joy that completed our family in ways I never thought possible. The boys, with their dark curls and bright eyes, were already showing their personalities, while our little girl, a delicate beauty, had a quiet strength that reminded me so much of Ruine.

Now, as I looked around the room, I felt a surge of gratitude. My son and his