Guarded Innocence

Don's POV

I sat on the living room couch, one eye on my laptop and the other on the twins playing in front of me. Leo had lined up a row of toy cars, meticulously arranged by color, while Mia sat cross-legged with her sketchpad, furiously scribbling away. She was humming a tune I couldn’t quite place…probably something Vivienne had been singing around the house.

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