“You have my word,” Marcus affirmed, a sincere promise to his son.

Melissa exhaled softly, a blend of fondness and exasperation in her Voice. “You're spoiling him." But Marcus just shrugged, his love for his son clear as he responded, “It's no trouble at all. Besides, Matthew's not in pre-school until later this year. I want to cherish these moments.” Silence was Melissa's acquiescence.

Post-dinner, Marcus, Matthew, and Minnie disappeared into the tool room. There, they didn't just build a dining set for Minnie; they crafted a small bed, too, with Marcus taking the time to smooth down every edge until it gleamed.

Minnie, sensing the bed was her own, leapt onto it with joy, her tail a cheerful flag.

upstairs, sawdust sprinkling from his clothes,

who was poring over a financial report in her post-shower

thinking of making a cushion and some other things for Minnie.

her eyes, Melissa took in the sight of him dusty, disheveled, but unmistakably content in

could make.” Yet Marcus was nonchalant, gently pressing, “Matthew mentioned he'd like

Melissa quickly put that away to save it from the

do you think about adding another kid to the mix?” Melissa remained silent at the suggestion. Marcus,

Marcus spoke earnestly. “You know, we could just get married. I'm not looking for a stepmom

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