He opened his eyes and gently tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. He and his brothers had made a silent promise to one another: their children would never forget Esme. Even though they had never seen her, never felt her embrace or heard her voice, they would grow up knowing her.
" Mama also misses you guys. She loved you both so much.," Ray murmured, his voice trembling but full of conviction. He ran a thumb over his daughter's cheek, his smile lingering despite the ache in his heart.
"Busy in your own little world, huh?" A voice broke through the tender moment. Ray turned to the stairway with a faint smile, already knowing who it was. Aaron descended the stairs, holding a folder in his hand, a familiar grin plastered across his face.
