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“You came back,” he whispered, his voice thick with emotion.
“I was good. I didn’t cry. I ate all my dinner and went to bed when
Edward said. I didn’t make any trouble.”
His words broke my heart even more.
This little boy thought he needed to earn my return, to be perfect to
be worthy of my love.
“Oh, Noah,” I murmured, holding him tighter as my eyes filled with
tears.
“Sweetheart, you don’t have to be good for me to come back. I would
come back to you no matter what–if you cried or didn’t eat or had the
biggest tantrum in the world. Do you know why?”
He pulled back slightly, his eyes questioning.
“Because you’re my baby,” I said softly, brushing his hair from his
forehead. “My most precious, beloved baby.”
I took a deep breath, knowing this was the moment.
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“Noah,” I said gently, “there’s something I need to tell you. Something
wonderful. I’m not just going to be your mom because I’m marrying
your dad.”
My voice dropped to a whisper. “I am your mom. Your real mom.”
Noah’s brow furrowed as he tried to process this information.
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“You’re… my real mommy?” he asked hesitantly, tears beginning to
fill his eyes. “Really?”
I nodded, tears spilling over. “Really true.”
Caspar knelt down beside us, placing a gentle hand on Noah’s
shoulder.
“We did a special test, Noah,” he explained quietly. “It’s called DNA,
and it proves without any doubt that Audrey is your mother.”
Noah looked between us, his little face so serious as he absorbed this
life–changing information.
Then he turned to me, his voice small and uncertain. “Can I… can I
call you Mommy now?”
My heart felt like it might burst.
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“Yes,” I managed through my tears.
“Mommy,” he whispered, testing the word.
Then his face broke into the most beautiful smile I’d ever seen.
“Mommy!” he exclaimed, throwing his arms around my neck. “This is
the best! Now we’ll never ever have to be apart again!”
I held him tight against me, feeling his little heart beating against
mine, finally where he belonged.
“Never ever,” I promised, meeting Caspar’s gaze over Noah’s head.
“We’ll always be together now.”
The wedding day came very quickly.
Both Caspar and Noah had been adamant about not waiting-“We
need to make you officially ours,” Caspar had said with that half-
smile, while Noah had nodded vigorously beside him.
Despite the rushed timeline, nothing about the wedding felt hurried.
The Thornton estate gardens had been transformed into something
out of a fairy tale–white roses and delicate baby’s breath forming
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arches over the aisle, crystal chandeliers suspended from tree
branches, catching the late afternoon sunlight and scattering
rainbows across the lawn.
I stood at the window of the master suite, already dressed in my gown
-a simple but elegant creation of ivory silk that Emma had helped
me choose during her brief visit to New York.
The door opened behind me, and I turned to find Noah standing there
in his miniature tuxedo, looking so much like a smaller version of
Caspar that my heart swelled.
“Mommy,” he said solemnly, the word still new enough to send a thrill
through me every time I heard it.
“Daddy says it’s time. Are you ready to be our forever family?”
My heart pounded so loudly I was sure everyone could hear it.
I nodded, reaching out to cup his small face in my hands.
“Yes,” I whispered, my voice thick with emotion.
Noah beamed up at me, his eyes shining with such pure joy that it
brought fresh tears to my eyes.
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He adjusted my veil one last time.
I stepped out into the evening light, clutching my bouquet of flowers.
The assembled guests–Wall Street elites, art world luminaries, and
family members from both sides–turned to watch my entrance.
But I saw only one person–Caspar, standing tall at the end of the
aisle, his eyes never leaving mine.
Halfway down the aisle, something unexpected happened.
The sky erupted in a blaze of color–fireworks, meant for after the
ceremony, had been triggered early.
Gasps and exclamations rippled through the crowd, but Caspar and I remained locked in our private world as the Manhattan skyline blazed
with light behind us.
As we exchanged vows beneath the stars and fireworks, I felt a sense
of completeness I’d never known before.
This man, this child, this moment–it was everything I’d never dared
to dream of. Against all odds, I had found my way home.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
