𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐔𝐍 ˢᵒᵃ | ʰᵃᵖᵖʸ ˡᵒʷᵐᵃⁿ

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A few hours later the wedding was still in full swing and Cassie couldn't be happier. It went exactly how she had always imagined it. Everyone was eating, drinking and dancing. Well, the women were dancing. The others sat around the table and talked about God and the world enjoying the time together. None of the kids was tired yet and still sat around the kids table drawing, talking and doing some crafting. Now and then they snatched some fruits or cupcakes from the big table.

She also had her first dance with her brother after she had practically forced Happy to dance with her. With a grunt and muttering something incoherent he eventually agreed and actually danced with her. And it was one of the best and most intimate moment in her life.

Even Benny danced with her which meant a lot to her. He was a teenager, what teenager would dance with their sister on her wedding day? Maybe he also did it to impress his new girlfriend who he brought with him. It made Cassie smirk as she thought back to the moment when the teenage girl awed to that.

Meanwhile she wore a comfortable and shorter purple dress so that she could take care of the kids and didn't have to constantly worry about getting the dress dirty. Plus, it was easier with it on the dance floor.

She planted a kiss on Happy's lips when Callum started crying, probably because he was getting tired, and stood up with her son in her arms.

"I'll put him to bed, I'll be right back", she whispered against Happy's lips as he grabbed her arm and kissed her again.

"Alright, call out if you need anything, little girl", he rasped and ran a hand over his son's head before Cassie went inside.

After quickly preparing him a bottle in the kitchen, she went upstairs to the nursery, changed his diapers and changed him into his romper to sleep before washing his face and hands with a washcloth, telling him a story that she knew from her childhood while doing so. That's what she always did while she got him ready for bed.

With him on her arm, she sat down in the nursing chair and fed him with the bottle. Callum wrapped his tiny fingers around one of her fingers, which he always did when he was being fed, his grip strong as always. With a proud smile she watched him as he slowly fell asleep, snuggled up against her. If someone had told her a year ago that she was going to be a mother and that she would love it, she would have shaken her head.

But exactly in such simple moments like these right now she was glad that Happy had remained stubborn, that he had always encouraged her. The brunette had always had doubts about being a good mother, but the doubts were gone. She would do anything for Callum and just the thought that she had almost aborted him hurt her every time.

Cassie sat the bottle aside and got up, slowly putting Callum into his crib. It was a warm night so she didn't cover him with the blanket, which was safer anyway. At least that's what Gemma had told her shortly after Callum was born.

Grabbing the baby monitor, she left the room and closed the door behind her, leaving it ajar. She left the hall light on and went back downstairs to find Tara sitting on the couch, a glass of whiskey in her hand. It was a rare sight to see the doctor drinking alcohol and the way Tara sat there, depressed and all alone, made Cassie sigh.

After a moment of hesitation, she sat down next to Tara, who frowned suspiciously, and gave her a weak smile.

"Thanks for not causing any trouble. I really appreciate that", the brunette said honestly, thinking this was a good start to start a conversation.

"Why should I? I never planned on ruining your day, I just wanted to be with my kids", Tara replied, calmer than expected.

Cassie felt guilty as she processed Tara's words. Maybe she really could have reacted nicer earlier.