At the mention of a cake- cutting ceremony, all the stubborn remnants of sleep that had lingered in the corners despite the excitement of having found an excellent superhero dad, vanished from Arin's eyes.

He had been slightly cautious in the embrace of the man holding him till now- his presence felt safe and comforting, and his voice was familiar to the child somehow, despite not having a lot of memories of him stashed away in his brain.

But when he saw his mom talking to the man in such a gentle tone, although he could not understand all the big words she had used, he instantly became at least...