Prologue

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6 years later

3rd person PoV

Arthur sat in the grass, Nikolai showing him something he found while playing on his own. Monica sat in one of the chairs on their back porch, little Valeria sat in her lap.

˝Mama, why do you look like that?˝ The little girl asked.

˝Like what?˝ Monica softly looked at her and asked.

˝I don't know. Like that.˝ She pointed to her mothers face. Monica laughed.

˝Oh sweetheart. You wouldn't understand it if I told you. But I will tell you one thing. At the time I met your father, love crawled into the hearts of the two most unexpected people, in the most unexpected time.˝

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