Coen had adored Ivy's daughter that first day on the beach, and every day since then that love had only grown. Everleigh was such a smart, independent, sweet, and funny child. She was so much like her mother, but without any of the deep-rooted layers of mistrust. Ivy had done an exceptional job at keeping her fears and worries from spilling over onto the toddler. He admired her more than ever once he met her daughter. To raise her alone, with no help from the father, while working a full-time job was praiseworthy. Ivy was his new superhero. She never complained or bitched and moaned, about anything. She bore all the responsibility of parenthood with zero help.
The more Coen was around Everleigh the more he knew he was in love with Ivy. He wasn’t sure when it happened exactly, but sometime
