EPILOGUE : FIVE YEARS LATER

“Mummy, you got a pink cake.

Pink are for girls, and I’m a boy,” Ashton said in annoyance.

I rolled my eyes, dropping the balloon which I held as I turned to him.

His bright green eyes stared at me.

Looking so much like his father with each day he grew.

“It’s also Ashley’s birthday today.

And the cake is for her,” I muttered as he gasped loudly at my words like I had just shot him in the chest.

“Then what about me?

It’s my birthday too,” he said in anger.

Like father, like son.

Ashton had a temper, just like Ethan.

And Ashley,...