~Maya’s POV~

If someone could have told me that by the end of this year I could be a mother, I could have said that the person had lost it. But here I am, a mother of three beautiful souls. Three delightful surprises, two of which were anticipated and one that was a complete surprise. It’s kind of a funny coincidence that even though we carry our children for nine months, they end up looking more like their fathers. I mean, we should take the credit. My kids don’t look like me. None of them do, except for my girl. She’s got my eyes. Zion claims that he is able...