8 Months Earlier
Alaia
I adjusted my elegant hairstyle in the mirror of Cedric's parents' house. We were visiting, and he'd asked me to accompany him to a dull gathering with his parents' posh friends, as he called them.
"We're going for a walk around the city," Ash said, placing Noah in the stroller. My precious babies were taking their first steps. I leaned down to kiss their chubby cheeks. Alana smiled sweetly after my kiss, and Noah blew a raspberry. I laughed, caressing their tiny faces, and, never getting enough, kissed their perfect little hands again.
"I'll keep an eye on my phone, girls."
I watched Ash and Loli leave for their walk with my children. My cousin had opted out of attending the event—she wasn’t a fan of such things either. I didn't particularly enjoy them myself,
