Chapter150:

Chapter 150 Eva's Point of View The late afternoon sun painted long shadows across my grandmother's estate as I sat on the antique stone bench, watching my children play. My quadruplets born just minutes apart but each so uniquely themselves chased butterflies through the manicured gardens, their laughter a melody that soothed my weary soul. At five years old, they were already showing such distinct personalities that sometimes it was hard to believe they'd shared the same womb. James, my fearless adventurer, led the charge through the flower beds, his dark curls bouncing with each step. Leo followed close behind, calling out warnings about staying on the path and being careful of the flowers always the protector, even at such a young age. Sam moved more carefully, observing everything with those thoughtful eyes that seemed to hold wisdom far beyond his years. And Mia, my fierce little princess, darted between her brothers with the grace of a dancer, somehow managing to keep up despite