#Chapter 270: The Outing

Ella’s POV I paced the foyer with my hands stuffed in my pockets, my mind running at a mile a minute—as it had been doing now for months, it seemed. But everything fell away when I heard the floorboards creak behind me, followed by the sound of a baby’s giggle. I whirled around, and my heart went aflame when I saw Alexander descending the stairs with Lucien in his arms. He had dressed him in the cutest little blue sweater, which Anya had knit for him a while back. It was stitched with yellow designs of moons and stars, and fit him perfectly now that he had grown a little. Lucien’s bright eyes seemed to glow when he saw me, and he giggled again, reaching out his little hands for me. “I thought we could take a trip to the farmer’s market in town,” Alexander said, handing Lucien to me and kissing the top of our son’s head, then mine. “We could use some produce for tonight’s dinner, and I figured it wouldn’t be too overwhelming for Lucien.” I thought that was