Drew's POV

I took another sip of my coffee as we all stared out the kitchen window, watching Nikolai who was currently playing with the kids, little Eve comfortably seated in his lap. By 'we' I meant myself, Annie, Margaret and Liyah. I only just realized how weird we all were as we were comfortable enough watching him like stalkers. I was going to point it out but I held back my comment. After all, it was a sight worth gaping at. It still felt darn good to have the old Nikolai back, the Nikolai I knew and remembered. But the change had been so sudden and so tremendous, none...