Stella's POV "Dad… is Stella going to be my mom too?" "Son, that's—" "If you want, Daniel… I can be," I said gently, using the same soft tone I always used with the boys. "You can have two moms, if that's what you want." The boys stared at me in shock. Damian was watching too, serious, but there was something steady in his gaze, something that said this will be okay. Daniel took a deep breath, still processing, then lowered his head. "But… my other mom doesn't like me," he said quietly, his voice trembling. "Do you like me?" "I do, Daniel," I answered, brushing my hand through his hair. "Very much. It's impossible not to like you." He lifted his tear-filled eyes and leaned into me, wrapping his arms around my waist. My heart melted instantly. Damian placed a hand on my shoulder but stepped back, giving us that moment, letting the emotion exist without interruption. After dinner, Daniel didn't want to leave the boys' side. "Can I sleep here tonight?" he asked, his eyes
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