Lila's POV

I leaned back on the porch swing in our private garden. Alarix was sitting by a little pond with our daughter.

She is beautiful, a vision of her father; long, black silky hair with mesmerizing dark eyes.

They both stood up and sauntered towards me, laughing with each other. "Mum, are you sure they're coming?" She asked.

"Yes, of course. They'll be here real soon." I answered, smiling.

"Even Uncle Athan and Auntie Celeste? Uncle Levi and Uncle Elias?" She probed.

I chuckled and rose from the swing. "Sweetie, they wouldn't miss your first shift." I smiled warmly at her.

"Come on, squirt." Alarix ushered her towards the...