Epilogue - Sadie

Two years later

"Come on, baby girl, please stop crying for Mama," I plead, bouncing our screaming one-year-old on my hip.

Harper's face is red with frustration, fat tears rolling down her chubby cheeks as she continues to wail at an impressive volume.

Maverick emerges from our bedroom, pulling his Iron Click Here

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