The Life We Built

THE ACCEPTANCE

~SIENNA POV~

(Three years later)

The Paris house smelled like vanilla cake and chaos, balloons tied to every available surface because Dario had insisted on "a million balloons" for his sixth birthday party.

I was standing on a stepladder trying to hang a banner that read "Joyeux Anniversaire" in glittery letters while my very pregnant belly made the whole operation awfully more dif