Emma’s POV

The days passed quickly, and Logan’s presence in our house became a regular occurrence, though sometimes it made me feel pressured. Every time Logan came over, the kids greeted him with great joy. They ran to hug him, as if he was a hero who had just returned from an adventure. Seeing the smiles on their faces made my heart flutter, but on the other hand, my feelings became more complex.

When Logan started playing with them, I often got caught up in mixed feelings. It felt good to see the kids happy, but every laugh and familiarity between them made me more anxious. Was I really ready...