"Mom, that's the truth! Whether you believe it or not, Lucian and Nox are both my sons. They were born along with Estie six years ago. Rosalie thought that Estie died young by mistake. At that time, Grandpa must’ve arranged for someone to pick Estie up. That person never expected Rosalie to give birth to triplets and took two away with her."

Sometimes, the truth can be so absurd.

Yves' revelation, Rosalie's acknowledgment, coupled with the undisguised closeness of the bond between the boys and