The car pulls into the driveway of our New York mansion, and as the driver opens the door, I step out and take Evan in my arms from his cot.As Grace and Giana emerge from the car, my gaze turns towards them and my eyes soften, feeling immense contentment with her and our babies’ presence.When I left the house for the meeting a few days ago, I wasn’t at peace. All I wanted was Grace. I just longed for her presence. Little did I know that when I returned, I would not only have Grace with me but also these two adorable munchkins who fill me with immense strength and love just by being there.“Let’s go,” I say, giving a small smile to Grace as I notice her staring at me and then at the mansion, looking a little nervous. She nods, and we move towards the entrance.The house is decorated with balloons and banners. It’s as if the entire mansion is prepared for a celebration.We walk to the main entrance, cradling the twins. The door opens, and Dad gives a stern look to Grace before looking

Steve and I enter the room where Olivia has been taking care of our little twins.Steve’s eyes light up as he approaches the crib where Giana and Evan lie peacefully. “Hey, my little munchkins. Daddy missed you.” He coos, gently picking them up one by one and kissing their foreheads.A contented smile spread across my face as I stand by, watching him with the twins. The way he holds them, the affection in his eyes—it’s a sight that warms my heart. I never thought that I would ever experience this. But the more I experience this side of him, the more I fall for him.“Olivia, you can go to the guest room. When we need any help, we’ll give you a call.” As Steve orders her, she leaves after nodding.He embraces Giana closer to his heart with a contented smile on his face. “Princess, you have no idea how much Daddy missed these cuddles.”As he spends time with Giana and Evan, I receive a message on my phone.It’s from Elsa.Elsa: Hello, babes. What’s going on?I sit on the sofa, typing.Me

Steve’s P.O.V.It’s been a few days since the twins’ welcome party. The dance with Grace that night it’s forever etched in my memory. It was such a blissful moment. And now, it’s been almost three weeks since Grace reentered my life, bringing along our two bundles of joy. With each passing day, I’m trusting Grace more and more. She has truly changed herself. I’m not angry with her anymore. Actually, when I reflect on our past, I have realised that it wasn’t entirely her fault for not telling me about her pregnancy. I never made her feel like I truly cared for her, and I never made an effort to truly understand her on a deeper level.So, as much as she was at fault, I was at fault as well. Somewhere, I feel I was more at fault because when she left me, during our separation, I used to claim that I loved her, that I would be there for her, and that I just wanted to meet her. But when I met her, what did I do? I blamed her.It was so foolish of me that instead of engulfing her in my arm

After finally putting the twins to sleep in the crib, we let out a sigh of relief as we settle on the edge of the bed. Today, they were showing unlimited tantrums, which left us exhausted.But as we sit there, side by side and our lips curved into a smile of contentment, we reflect on the journey that brought us here. We reminisce about the past, our contract marriage, our quarrels, the mistakes we made, the misunderstandings that tore us apart, and the pain of being apart from each other. However now, with our beautiful twins, we realise that everything we went through was worth it.As we hold each other's hands and gaze into each other’s eyes, we make a promise to never let anything come between us again. We silently vow to cherish and support each other and to never let our doubts drive us apart again.“Thank you for giving me another chance.” Grace rests her head on my shoulder and continues, “When a few days back you shouted at me, I thought I lost you and our family would neve

Steve’s P.O.V.As Grace bathes Evan in the bathroom, I spend quality time with my little princess.I sit cradling her in my arms, speaking to her in a soft tone, and she gazes at me with a constant, adorable smile on her face. The way she loses herself while looking into my eyes is an indescribable feeling, unlike anything else in the world.“You know, you’re so beautiful. Your tiny blue eyes, I love the most.” I take her hand in mine and kiss all over it. “And your little hands are so soft that Daddy wants to kiss them all the time. I want to eat you up!” I hold her out in front of me and give her a kiss on the nose, and she sucks on my cheek, making me laugh.After a few minutes, Grace emerges from the bathroom, holding little Evan in a bathrobe with his name embroidered on it.“It’s your turn to take a bath, little princess.” She gives Evan to me and takes Giana from me.She heads to give Giana a bath, leaving me with Evan. As I carefully cradle him in my arms, I talk to him, my he