Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 560

There they were, a bunch of grown men, staying up from the wee hours of the morning, keeping watch over Elijah until the crack of dawn. And throughout it all, Elijah didn't utter a single word.

Little Elijah slept soundly, snoring away, but at some point, his diaper shifted, leaving poor Keaton, who was keeping vigil by his crib, with quite the surprise on his face.

Then there was the day Elijah took his first steps. To Tarquin, that moment was more exhilarating than striking gold in a high-stakes lottery!

He smothered Elijah's cheeks with kisses, lifted him into the air, and raced across the lawn, proudly proclaiming, "My boy's the best! Top of the world!" Keaton couldn't help but tease him, "You'd think nobody's kid had ever learned to walk before."

"Heh," Tarquin chuckled at the memory, a laugh breaking through his lips.

But in the next second, tears welled up in his eyes.

He glanced again towards the emergency room, his breath catching in his throat.

Every little moment of Elijah's life flashed through his mind like scenes from a movie.

From a tiny baby no longer than his arm to a little boy now standing at four feet three, they'd shared more than five years of memories.

When Elijah was happy, Tarquin was right there, sharing in his joy, often even more overjoyed than Elijah himself.

Elijah felt sad, the weight of his sorrow was even heavier

mother, Tarquin

Elijah, it was something perhaps only

loved Elijah more than words

he'd go mad, lash out at the world, and then... what? There was nothing beyond that

to the filter, Tarquin lit another, his hands

Today, he

dawn, the doors to the emergency room

Elysia stepped out.

from the

out his cigarette and rushed to

moved, but no sound came out. He was

her voice choked with

He'd been saved!

the kids were

silent for a brief moment before the

Tarquin's eyes as he pulled Elysia

the words that needed to be said were conveyed in that

didn't resist, quietly