Chapter 90 Mommy And Daddy Want To Swim (Sky‘s POV) 

I watched Angela move fluidly in the family room as if she had lived here for a long time. With Anya‘s and Dylan‘s help, they were able to decorate the room in time for the small celebration. With Anya‘s talent, being a school owner herself, she made a cut out of Happy Birthday, while Dylan helped Angela tie up the balloons almost everywhere

The most challenging job was given to me, and that was watching out for the girls. Anyone could get confused with the three of them sitting on the swing together, wearing the same clothes, shoes, and hairstyles

Angela braided the few strands of our girlshair the same way, making it more difficult to identify them. Anya wanted to put a name tag on them because she still gets confused with the triplets, but Dylan, perhaps like me, could identify the girls quickly. “Daddy,” Leyanne called, making me look at her. “Why did you leave last night?” She asked as she rubbed Nitros fur

I almost chuckled. “You saw me? I thought you were sleeping.” I leaned on the backrest of the swing I was sitting at, just across from them, and crossed my arms to my chest. 

She nodded. 

My eyes narrowed. Why didn‘t you tell Mommy I was here last night?” 

She shrugged. “I thought I was dreaming because when I woke up, you weren‘t there.” “Don‘t tell Mommy I was here last night, okay?” She nodded again. “Like a secret?” Lyra Helene‘s beautiful eyes widened. “Yep. Like a secret.” My lips curved into a playful smile. “But why did you leave?” Leyanne asked me again, her eyes gazing at me, not breaking her contact with my eyes. Whenever she does it, I see Angela in her. 

Because I was a coward, seeing Angela cry last night made me realize how much I hurt her. She was right; what was the point of staying when you didn‘t love the person? It was why she ran away, and maybe after she escaped from me, she didn‘t know she was carrying my child... my children. 

“Daddy?” Leyanne called me again, snatching me from my deep thoughts. She shrugged again. “What matters is you came, Daddy.” She heaved a sigh as if she was carrying all the problems in the world. “I don‘t like it when Lyra Helene and Selene cry.” 

a secret,” Selene whispered, glancing at

two girls widened their eyes without even hearing their sister yet. My lips pressed

in two minutes,” she whispered, covering her mouth. “But I‘m

They giggled. 

aren‘t you telling, Mommy?” I asked, wondering how a six–year–old child could

and shook her head. “I think Mommy‘s not

When she

“She‘d think I was working too much. She always tells

table?” I

someday.” She uttered the words

like you, Daddy,” Lyra Helene curved her lips, showing her beautiful smile.

youngest child didn‘t speak. She hugged the swing

just want to

 

their mother walking in our direction. She smiled at them lovingly, her

them.

the chairs Dylan had prepared for them to stand. As I promised Dad, I recorded a video as we sang them the Happy Birthday song. He would be delighted to be here, but Elenita told me Dad complained of chest pain this morning.

to the table and tugging Dylan to her. She was about to take a picture when she peeked at us again. “Angela, smile. Daddy won‘t bite

you.” 

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