After you left

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We've been trying to get back to normal since the incident 6 months ago

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We've been trying to get back to normal since the incident 6 months ago.

Bentley has grown so much, it's insane.

I really miss Halston and I don't think I'll ever stop missing her. She was like my daughter.

I finish rocking Bentley, kissing his forehead before I put him down for his nap.

I go down to the living room and see Willow sitting down, Everett massaging her shoulders.

"Athena! Hi." She beams when she sees me and I smile back at her.

"Thena, we found the best husbands." She tells me and I nod, agreeing with her.

I sit down next to Camden and look at him. "Will you massage my shoulders?" I ask him.

He chuckles. "No." He tells me and kisses my cheek.

"But Everett is massaging Willow's." I argue.

"You're not pregnant. Willow is." He counters and I fake pout, crossing my arms.

He just laughs and shakes his head, beginning to give me a massage.

"You don't have too, baby. I was kidding." I tell him softly.

He just smiles at me. "I know." He tells me, still giving me a massage.

"Low, have you and Ret decided on a name?" I ask her.

She looks at Everett and they have a conversation with their eyes before she nods with a smile.

"We're gonna name her Hadley." She tells me and I beam, excited.

"I cannot wait to be an aunt." I tell her and she laughs.

"Being an aunt is great." She tells me, talking about Bentley.

Everyone starts making small talk and it's really nice.

I'm laying in bed with Mason, him brushing his fingers down my back and making me shiver

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I'm laying in bed with Mason, him brushing his fingers down my back and making me shiver.

He kisses me before pulling away and laying on his stomach, looking at the ceiling.

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