Chapter47:

Chapter 47 Eva’s Point of View It had been six years since my life changed forever. My babies, who were once tiny miracles, were now lively five-year-olds, full of energy and laughter. As I watched them play in our bright, cheerful living room, my heart swelled with pride. Each of them was unique, not just in looks but in abilities that set them apart from other children. The boys look exactly like Max while Mia was the exact replica of me. "Look at me, Mom!" shouted Leo, the eldest, as he balanced on one foot on the arm of the couch. His tousled blond hair bounced with every movement. "I’m a superhero!" "Be careful, Leo!" I called out, a mix of worry and amusement filling my voice. He was always trying to show off, and I couldn’t help but feel a twinge of anxiety whenever he attempted his stunts. “Yeah, Mom! Let him be!” chimed in James, my youngest son with his big brown eyes sparkling. He was painting a masterpiece with her crayons on the coffee table, completely absorbed in hid art