✦ CHAPTER — "Mine." ✦
Jay's POV
One year later—
Alina Watson had become unstoppable.
😭🫀💀
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Walking?
Barely.
Running around causing destruction?
Absolutely mastered.
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And currently, two days before her first birthday—
she was sprinting through the shopping mall while Keifer followed behind her looking one second away from a heart attack.
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"Alina."
Tiny giggles.
Faster running.
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"ALINA."
People turned.
Meanwhile our daughter laughed harder and disappeared behind another clothing rack.
😭💀🤍
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I sat on a nearby chair laughing while holding tiny pink dresses against her for size.
"She gets that from you."
Keifer looked offended immediately while carrying five giant toy bags already.
> "She absolutely does not."
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At that exact moment Alina tripped slightly while running.
And immediately—
both of us stood up at the same time.
😭🫀
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Keifer reached her first.
Scooping her into his arms instantly like the world ended.
"My princess."
Meanwhile Alina just laughed and grabbed his face.
Completely unbothered.
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I smiled softly watching them.
Honestly?
Seeing Keifer as a father still felt unreal sometimes.
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This terrifying feared mafia boss now spent his days:
buying stuffed animals
carrying hair clips in pockets
memorizing cartoon songs somehow
😭🤍
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"Jay."
I looked over.
Keifer held up a giant stuffed bear seriously.
"She needs this."
"She already has six."
> "Not this one."
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Meanwhile Alina reached for me immediately from his arms.
"Mama!"
And instantly—
betrayal.
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Keifer narrowed his eyes slightly while I took her.
"She switched sides fast."
I laughed softly and kissed Alina's cheek.
"She's a mama's girl today."
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Alina clung to me dramatically afterward.
Refusing to let go.
Tiny arms around my neck while I walked through the clothing section.
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I was too busy looking at dresses to notice at first.
But Keifer did.
Of course he did.
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A man nearby kept staring at me.
Not subtle either.
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And immediately—
Keifer's entire expression changed.
Cold. Possessive. Dangerously calm.
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Before I could even process it, strong arms wrapped around my waist from behind suddenly.
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I blinked softly.
Keifer buried his face near my neck while keeping one hand protectively over Alina too.
Completely surrounding both of us.
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"What's wrong?" I asked quietly.
"…nothing."
Liar.
😭💀🤍
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I turned slightly and immediately noticed the man looking away now.
Oh.
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I bit back a smile instantly.
"Keifer."
No response.
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His hold tightened slightly around my waist.
And honestly?
The possessiveness should've annoyed me.
But instead—
it made warmth spread through my chest.
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Because even after all this time…
he still looked at me like I was his entire world.
😭🫀
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Meanwhile Alina suddenly copied him.
Tiny arms wrapping around my neck tighter possessively.
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I froze.
Then burst out laughing.
"Oh my God."
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Keifer looked down at her suspiciously.
"She's learning from me too much."
At that exact moment—
Alina glared at the random man exactly like Keifer would.
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Silence.
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I stared at my daughter in disbelief.
"…that was your face."
Keifer looked proud instead of concerned.
Of course.
😭💀
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Later, while walking through another store, Alina refused to walk herself anymore.
So now:
Keifer carried all the shopping bags
I carried clingy Alina
and Mochi sat inside a tiny pet stroller because apparently she also needed to come today
😭🫀🤍
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"You spoil them too much," I whispered softly.
Keifer walked beside me quietly for a moment.
Then leaned closer near my ear.
> "I spoil you the most."
My entire face warmed instantly.
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And nearby—
Alina made offended baby noises like she hated not being included.
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Keifer sighed dramatically.
"See?"
> "Jealous already."
And honestly?
This family was hopeless. 🤍
✦ CHAPTER — "Mama Is Ours." ✦
Jay's POV
Lately…
everyone seemed obsessed with Alina.
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Not in a bad way.
How could they not love her?
She was cute. Tiny. Chaotic.
And somehow managed to charm literally everyone inside the mansion.
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But sometimes…
very small moments made my heart ache a little.
Like everyone forgetting I was there too.
😭🥺
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This morning was one of those moments.
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I walked downstairs sleepily expecting peace.
Instead—
I found complete disaster.
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The kitchen looked destroyed.
Flour everywhere. Baking bowls scattered around. Tiny pink sprinkles on the floor.
And in the middle of it all—
Keifer and Alina stood making pancakes.
Or…
attempting to.
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Alina sat on the counter proudly squishing pancake batter with her tiny hands while Keifer looked one second away from losing sanity.
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"Princess," he sighed tiredly.
> "That's not how you mix."
Alina slapped the batter happily.
More mess.
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I stared at them silently for a few seconds.
Then finally:
"…what even is this?"
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Both turned toward me immediately.
And honestly?
They looked guilty.
😭💀🤍
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Keifer's black shirt had flour on it.
Alina somehow had batter in her hair.
And the kitchen looked like a war happened.
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"Mama!" Alina gasped dramatically seeing me.
Then immediately pointed at Keifer accusingly.
"Papa!"
Like HE caused the mess.
Traitor child.
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I laughed softly despite myself and walked further inside.
Then my eyes landed on Mochi peacefully sitting on the sofa nearby.
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Instant comfort.
🥺🤍
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I walked over quietly and sat down.
The second I patted the cushion beside me, Mochi climbed directly into my lap.
Warm. Soft. Safe.
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"There's my baby," I whispered dramatically while petting her fur.
Mochi purred immediately.
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And honestly?
At least SOMEONE still loved me.
😭🫀
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Unfortunately—
someone else noticed too.
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I heard tiny offended gasps behind me.
Then:
wobbling running sounds.
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I turned just in time to see Alina running toward me with maximum betrayal on her tiny face.
"Mama mine!"
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She reached the sofa dramatically and immediately tried pulling Mochi away from my lap with tiny angry hands.
"No!"
> "Mama mine!"
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"Mochi stealing mama?" I laughed softly.
Alina nodded aggressively.
"Mine."
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I picked her up immediately before she declared war on the cat completely.
"You jealous baby?"
She wrapped both arms around my neck possessively.
"Mama mine."
😭🫀💌
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Then suddenly—
another voice came from the kitchen.
Deep. Offended.
> "Hey."
"Mama is mine."
"Not any of yours."
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I looked up.
And there stood Keifer.
Pouting.
Actual full grown man pouting while holding pancake spatula.
😭💀🤍
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I burst out laughing instantly.
"No way."
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But this shameless man walked straight toward us anyway.
Then without hesitation—
laid directly across my lap dramatically beside Alina.
Huge body. Tired pout. Zero dignity.
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"Right, baby?" he muttered while staring up at me accusingly.
I stared at him in disbelief.
Because this feared mafia boss?
Was competing with:
a one-year-old
and a cat.
😭🫀💀
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Alina narrowed her eyes immediately at him.
Then pushed his face away with one tiny hand.
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He looked genuinely offended.
"She assaulted me."
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I laughed so hard my stomach hurt.
Meanwhile Mochi remained peacefully asleep in my lap like she transcended the family chaos.
😭🤍
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Keifer sighed dramatically and buried his face against my stomach stubbornly.
"I'm being replaced in my own house."
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I smiled softly then leaned down and kissed his pout gently.
Slowly.
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Immediately his expression softened.
Of course.
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Then I kissed Alina's forehead too.
And finally scratched Mochi behind the ears.
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"I'm all three of yours," I whispered softly.
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Silence.
Then simultaneously:
Alina hugged me tighter
Keifer wrapped both arms around my waist
Mochi purred louder
😭🫀🤍
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And honestly?
Maybe being loved this much was overwhelming sometimes.
But it was also the safest thing I had ever known.
✦ CHAPTER — "Alina Watson Turns One." ✦
Jay's POV
The mansion had never looked prettier.
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Soft rose-gold decorations covered everything.
Fairy lights glowed warmly across the walls. Tiny flowers decorated the tables. Balloons floated everywhere.
And in the middle of all the chaos—
today was Alina's first birthday.
🥹🫶🏻🤍
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Honestly?
I still couldn't believe one whole year had passed already.
One year since: tiny cries, sleepless nights, and Keifer panicking over diapers.
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And now?
Our tiny baby could run around the mansion yelling:
> "Mama mine!"
at everyone.
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Currently, I stood in the nursery carefully dressing Alina while she complained dramatically the entire time.
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"Princess, please…"
Tiny angry noises.
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The rose-gold dress around her looked absolutely beautiful.
Soft satin layers. Tiny sparkles catching the sunlight. Puffy sleeves. A delicate bow at the back.
She looked like a tiny princess.
A very angry princess.
😭🤍
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"There," I whispered softly while fixing her tiny shoes.
Alina crossed her arms dramatically.
Exactly like her father.
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I laughed quietly then stood to look at myself in the mirror too.
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My dress flowed softly around me in warm champagne-rose gold fabric.
Elegant. Gentle. Matching Alina perfectly.
My hair curled softly over my shoulders while delicate jewelry shimmered against my skin.
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For a second—
I just stared at us in the mirror.
Me and my daughter.
😭🫀💌
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Then suddenly—
strong arms wrapped around my waist from behind.
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Keifer.
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I smiled immediately seeing his reflection.
Black suit. Hair perfectly styled. That same dangerous face softened only for us.
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But the second his eyes landed on Alina—
his entire expression melted instantly.
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"My princess."
He leaned down and kissed her tiny cheek gently.
And immediately Alina smiled proudly.
Traitor.
😭💀🤍
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Then finally—
his eyes lifted toward me.
And suddenly he went quiet.
Too quiet.
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I blinked softly.
"What?"
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He stared for another second before pulling me closer against him carefully.
> "…you look beautiful."
My heart softened instantly.
😭🫀
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Before I could answer—
Alina suddenly escaped from the room dramatically and ran downstairs with tiny fast footsteps.
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"ALINA—"
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Keifer sighed tiredly while I laughed.
"That child is impossible."
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The second she disappeared downstairs, Keifer pulled me back gently by the waist before I could follow.
Then rested his forehead against mine quietly.
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"My baby," he murmured softly.
> "You look so beautiful."
😭💖
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I smiled softly and kissed his cheek gently.
Immediately—
he pouted.
Actual giant mafia boss pout.
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"What now?"
"She stole my spot."
I blinked.
"…who?"
He pointed downstairs dramatically.
> "Alina."
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I laughed softly and touched his cheek.
"Keifer."
> "She's just a baby."
He wrapped both arms tighter around my waist stubbornly.
> "But I'm your baby."
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Before I could answer—
tiny crying echoed downstairs suddenly.
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Both of us froze instantly.
Then: running.
😭💀
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We rushed downstairs to find Alina crying dramatically near the staircase while tugging angrily at her dress.
Apparently princess no longer liked fashion.
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The second she saw me—
both tiny arms reached out immediately.
"Mama!"
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I picked her up instantly and patted her back gently while kissing her soft hair.
"Mama's here."
> "It's okay, baby."
Immediately she calmed slightly against my shoulder.
Still sniffling dramatically.
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Meanwhile beside me—
Keifer narrowed his eyes at the dress.
> "Take it off."
"She hates it."
I stared at him.
"She looks adorable."
> "She looks angry."
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✦ LATER ✦
Soon the mansion filled with voices and laughter as everyone arrived.
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First came: Edrix and Freya carrying their one-year-old son, Zane.
Zane immediately tried stealing balloons.
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Then: Sarah and David arrived with tiny Lily, the same age as Alina.
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Mia and Jare walked in next while two-year-old Liana ran around causing chaos already.
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Ella and Aries arrived with Elena, now three years old and acting older than everyone somehow.
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Grace and Denzel carried tiny three-month-old Grazel carefully while everyone instantly melted.
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Even Noah came alone dramatically.
And immediately Jare shouted:
> "Still single?"
😭💀🫀
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Then finally—
Mama Reycee and Papa arrived too, followed by Keifer's parents and Ciel.
The mansion became loud. Warm. Alive.
Exactly how family should feel.
🥹🤍
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Unfortunately—
another problem started.
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Everyone wanted Jay.
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I carried baby Grazel carefully for barely two minutes before suddenly—
tiny angry footsteps approached.
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"MAMA MINE!"
😭💀💖
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Alina stood there glaring at tiny innocent Grazel like she personally offended her.
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Then immediately reached both arms toward me dramatically.
"No baby!"
> "Mama mine!"
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The entire room burst into laughter instantly.
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I tried not to laugh while taking Alina back carefully.
"You're jealous again?"
She wrapped herself around my neck possessively.
"Yes."
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Then from the couch nearby—
another offended voice:
> "See?"
"I told you she steals my attention."
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I turned.
Keifer sat there with crossed arms looking equally jealous.
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Now BOTH:
father and daughter
glaring at innocent babies
😭🫀💀
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Freya laughed so hard she almost dropped Zane.
Meanwhile Noah whispered:
> "This family needs therapy."
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Honestly?
Maybe we did.
But as I stood there holding Alina while Keifer wrapped one arm around my waist protectively—
looking around at all the people we loved—
I realized something softly.
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This loud chaotic clingy family…
was everything I had once thought I would never have. 🤍
✦ CHAPTER — "After The Party." ✦
Jay's POV
The mansion looked destroyed.
😭💀🫀
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Balloons floated sadly near the ceiling. Gift wrappers covered the floor. Tiny shoes and toys were scattered everywhere.
And somehow—
there was pink frosting on the chandelier.
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The birthday party had officially ended.
But the chaos?
Still alive.
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Children ran everywhere with leftover sugar energy while exhausted adults looked one second away from collapsing.
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Liana chased Zane around the living room screaming dramatically.
Elena sat on the sofa pretending she was the mature one.
Meanwhile Alina—
the birthday girl herself—
was still awake somehow.
😭🤍
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"Mama!"
Tiny footsteps ran toward me immediately.
Then suddenly—
tiny arms wrapped around my leg dramatically.
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I bent down slowly despite my aching body and picked her up with a tired smile.
"My birthday princess still awake?"
Alina nodded proudly.
Of course.
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Honestly?
I was exhausted.
Completely exhausted.
My feet hurt. My head hurt. My social battery had died three hours ago.
😭🫀
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And apparently Keifer noticed immediately.
Because the second he walked back into the room and saw me holding Alina while trying not to yawn—
his expression softened instantly.
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"Give her to me."
Before I could even protest, he carefully took Alina from my arms.
Then looked down at me seriously.
> "You're tired."
I blinked softly.
"…a little."
"A little?"
> "Jayjay, you look ready to pass out."
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Behind us, Noah walked past holding three balloons and whispered dramatically:
> "Marriage looks terrifying."
😭💀
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Keifer ignored him completely.
Instead, he wrapped one arm around my waist protectively and guided me upstairs while Alina rested sleepily against his shoulder.
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✦ BEDROOM ✦
The second we entered the room—
I dropped onto the bed dramatically.
Dead.
Finished.
Gone.
😭🫀💀
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Keifer laughed quietly while setting sleepy Alina carefully into her crib nearby.
Then he turned back toward me.
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Without a word—
he crouched in front of me and gently removed my heels.
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I watched him quietly.
Still not used to this version of him somehow.
This soft careful version.
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His large hands rubbed my sore ankles gently for a second before he looked up.
"Better?"
I nodded sleepily.
"…mm."
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Then suddenly—
he stood and held both hands toward me.
"Come here."
I blinked.
"What now?"
"You're changing."
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Apparently this mafia boss had decided I was incapable of functioning tonight.
😭💀🤍
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Too tired to argue, I let him pull me toward the bathroom where he helped me out of my dress carefully before handing me one of his oversized hoodies.
The giant soft black one I always stole anyway.
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A few minutes later, I came back out looking half asleep already.
And immediately—
Keifer's entire expression softened again.
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"What?" I mumbled tiredly.
He walked over quietly and tucked loose hair behind my ear gently.
> "Cute."
😭🫀💌
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I rolled my eyes weakly and climbed back into bed instantly.
Done with life.
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Keifer pulled the blanket over me carefully before leaning down and kissing my forehead softly.
"Sleep."
Honestly?
Best idea anyone had all day.
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I closed my eyes immediately.
Warm. Comfortable. Safe.
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Then suddenly—
crying.
😭💀
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Both of us froze.
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"Mamaaa…"
Tiny dramatic crying came from the crib nearby.
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I opened one eye slowly.
"No…"
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Meanwhile Keifer already stood up sighing tiredly before lifting Alina carefully.
"What happened, princess?"
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Alina immediately pointed dramatically toward me.
Then:
"Milk."
Silence.
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Then tiny hand pointed directly at my chest.
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I covered my face laughing tiredly.
"Oh my God."
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Keifer looked personally betrayed.
"She woke up for THAT?"
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Meanwhile Alina kept whining dramatically while reaching for me.
"Mamaaaa."
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I sighed softly and reached both arms out immediately.
The second she was back against my chest—
she calmed instantly.
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"Mama's here," I whispered softly while kissing her hair gently.
Immediately: peace.
😭🤍
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So now I sat against the bed half asleep feeding Alina while Keifer sat beside us staring in betrayal.
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"She likes you more."
I laughed quietly.
"She literally came out of me."
"That sounds unfair."
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Alina looked up sleepily at him while drinking milk.
Then smiled proudly.
Like she won.
😭💀
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Keifer narrowed his eyes slightly.
"That attitude is yours."
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I smiled softly watching both of them.
My dramatic clingy family.
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And honestly?
Even exhausted like this…
I wouldn't trade these moments for anything in the world. 🤍🫀
✦ CHAPTER — "After The Party." (Continued)
Jay's POV
Alina finally drifted off.
Her tiny lips went slack against my nipple.
Her breath evened out, soft and slow, still clutching my hoodie like she owned it.
I waited a full minute before carefully pulling away and tucking her into the crib beside our bed.
When I turned back—
Keifer was staring.
Not at my face.
At my chest.
🫀🤨
My hoodie had shifted. One strap of my nursing bra had slipped down, exposing the side of my breast. Still damp from Alina's feeding.
I flushed immediately and tugged it up.
"What?"
He didn't answer.
Just kept staring. Dark eyes fixed on the same spot.
Then he pointed.
Straight at my chest.
"I want milk too."
😭💀🫀
I blinked.
"...What?"
He said it again, completely serious.
"Milk. From you."
My face exploded red.
"Keifer— that's— that's for the baby—"
"She's asleep."
He stepped closer. Slowly. Deliberately.
"I'm awake."
I backed into the edge of the bed, heart pounding.
"You can't just—"
"Can't what?"
He reached out. Large hand cupping my breast gently through the hoodie. Thumb brushing over the tender spot where Alina had been latched.
I gasped softly.
"Keifer..."
"Shh." He leaned in, lips brushing my ear. "She's sleeping. Completely shameless, remember?"
🫀🔥
His other hand pushed the hoodie up, exposing my stomach. Then higher. Until my nursing bra was fully visible.
I was still leaking slightly. A small wet patch darkened the fabric.
He saw it.
His pupils dilated.
Then he lowered his head and pressed his mouth over the damp spot through the bra.
I moaned before I could stop myself.
"Ahh—"
He sucked gently. Just enough to draw a thin stream of milk into the fabric. His tongue pressed against the nipple through the cloth.
I grabbed his shoulders, torn between pushing him away and pulling him closer.
"Alina's right there—"
"She's a heavy sleeper." His voice was low, rough. "And I've been watching you feed her all night. Do you know what that does to me?"
I shook my head weakly.
He pulled the bra strap down. Freed my breast completely.
Milk beaded at the tip.
"It makes me want to taste what she gets every night."
😭💀🔥
He didn't wait for permission.
His mouth closed over my nipple. Warm. Wet. He sucked firmly.
I cried out softly, back arching.
The sensation was nothing like Alina's gentle suckling. This was deeper. More insistent. His tongue swirled, pulled, teased—
And actual milk flowed into his mouth.
He swallowed.
Then moaned against my skin.
The vibration made me shudder.
"Keifer— oh God—"
He pulled back just enough to look up at me, lips shiny with milk.
"You taste even better than I imagined."
Then he latched again.
I couldn't stop the moans anymore. One hand fisted in his hair. The other covered my mouth, trying to muffle sounds.
He switched sides. Gave the other breast the same attention.
By the time he pulled away, I was trembling, breathless, completely wrecked.
He licked his lips slowly.
"Now I understand why she's so clingy."
🫀💌
I smacked his chest weakly.
"You're impossible."
He grinned—that rare, genuine grin—and kissed my forehead.
"Sleep now. I'll guard the milk supply."
I buried my face in his neck, face still burning.
But honestly?
I didn't hate it.
Not even a little.
Who expected the ending 😝🌚?