Tyler's POV

Millie and Andy were watching TV in the living room when I got to my parents’ house. I stood by the door frame, watching them, admiring how they get along given they’re not from the same womb.

They are my children. My daughter and son. Andy is a year older than Millie. They have the same eyes and skin color. I’m even amused seeing how they get along so well as if they have known each other for a long time.

My children. My heart is so full watching them together.

“Daddy!” Millie’s eyes found me.

I immediately gave them a sweet smile as I walked towards them....