Didi winked. She teased, getting a playful shove from Sarah in return. "Consider it a small token of our appreciation for the drama queen you've become," she said.

Sarah saw, with malicious gleams in their eyes, two individuals running straight for the cake as it was set on a table.


Her little twin sons, Leo and Ethan, who weren't even a year old, came toddling over, their chubby legs swaying with every stride.

"Oh no, you two!" Sarah laughed, scooping them up before they could reach the cake.

Ethan, the more adventurous of the twins, reached out with his tiny hand, grabbing a fistful of icing and promptly smearing it on his brother's face.


Leo gurgled in surprise, wide-eyed and briefly shocked. Seeing this as a hostile move, Ethan struck back, taking another handful of frosting and repaying the favor by spreading a layer of white frosting all over Leo's cheek.

The twins grinned, enjoying the delicious mess they had made, and the adults burst out laughing. Sarah, her heart overflowing with love, carefully cleaned their faces, the frosting leaving a sweet, sticky residue on her fingers.


"Looks like we have some little sugar fiends on our hands," Derrick chuckled, wiping a stray bit of icing from Ethan's chin.

The evening continued in a joyful blur. Sarah and Derrick danced with their friends and family, sharing stories and relishing the carefree atmosphere.

With their adorable party hats and faces free of frosting, the twins stole the show, their contagious laughter radiating throughout the evening.

Sarah and Derrick watched the glittering lights fade into the distance as the last of the visitors left the porch, their arms encircling one another.

The promise of a better future and the pleasant aroma of success filled the crisp night air.

"This feels good, doesn't it?" Sarah murmured, leaning her head against Derrick's shoulder.

He squeezed her hand. "Better than good, Sarah. It feels amazing."

For a few minutes, they stood in cozy silence, relishing the peace and quiet that had escaped them for so long.

Although the experience with Bobby had put their strength to the test, it had also strengthened their relationship.

Sarah was given a gentle kiss by Derrick, who tilted her chin up with a cheeky twinkle in his eyes.. "Ready to face whatever new beginnings life throws at us?"

Sarah gave a real, heartfelt chuckle. "Together? Absolutely.

And as they made their way back inside, holding hands, the lingering sweetness of the cake frosting and the echoes of laughter served as a constant reminder of their love for one another, the resiliency of the human spirit, and the possibility of a new chapter full of joy, love, and laughter with their lovely family.

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A few days later, Sarah was occupied with putting Ethan and Leo's oversized basket of baby toys in order when her phone rang. It was the hospital.

Her heart lurched, a flicker of unease crossing her features. Derrick, sensing her apprehension, placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Hello?" Sarah answered, her voice cautious.

"Miss. Carter? This is Nurse Wilson from Nemi General Hospital. We're calling to inform you that Mr. Duke has regained consciousness."

Relief washed over Sarah, a wave so powerful it left her momentarily speechless. "Mr. Duke?" she finally managed, her voice thick with emotion. "Are you sure?"

Derrick snatched the phone, his brow furrowing as he listened.

"Mr. Duke? Yes, this is Derrick. You're saying… my father? Awake?"

"Yes, Mr Duke," the nurse confirmed. "Although a little feeble currently, he is responding wonderfully. We'd be happy to have you and your family come see him."

Upon taking in the news, his eyes grew wide. His face flashed a mix of cautious hope and surprise as he told Sarah the news.

"Your father's awake?" Sarah repeated, setting down the spoon she was holding.

"That's what they said," Derrick confirmed. "It appears that he awoke from his coma this morning.

Sarah said, "We should go see him," with a renewed sense of resolve in her voice. "He deserves to know what happened."

Derrick nodded in agreement..

This could be a chance for closure, a chance for Mr. Duke to understand the consequences of his actions.

The following afternoon, Sarah and Derrick, along with Ethan and Leo nestled comfortably in their car seats, arrived at the hospital.

The sterile white walls held a different weight today, a sense of hope replacing the oppressive atmosphere of their previous visit.

They found themselves standing outside Mr. Duke's hospital room, a bouquet of cheerful sunflowers in Sarah's hand

With several machines connected to him, Mr. Duke was a delicate man as he lay in bed. When they walked into the room, his eyes flickered open, recognition flashing across his face.

He said, "Derrick, Sarah," his voice hoarse. "It's good to see you both."

"Dad, you're awake!" Derrick let out a cry, rushing over to embrace him.

Sarah stepped forward, her eyes flowing with tears. "Mr. Duke," she remarked kindly as she set the flowers down on the nightstand. "We're so glad you're alright.".

Mr. Duke's gaze shifted to the car seats. "And who are these little ones?" he asked, a hint of curiosity replacing the initial shock.

Sarah smiled, her heart swelling with pride. "These are my sons, Mr. Duke. Ethan and Leo."

Derrick carefully lifted Ethan out of the car seat, placing him on the edge of the bed. With all the bravery of a newborn, Ethan reached out and took hold of Mr. Duke's crinkled finger.

As Mr. Duke caressed Ethan's smooth cheek, a small smile appeared on his face.

Leo, not wanting to be left out, excitedly began rambling and reached out to Mr. Duke with his fat arms. With a giggle, Sarah moved Leo carefully to sit next to his brother.

The twins were exploring their new friend as the sound of gurgling laughter filled the room.

The past appeared to vanish for an instant, giving way to the pure happiness of a grandfather spending time with his grandkids.

"I...", Mr. Duke replied, his voice hardly audible above a whisper, "I'm very sorry, Sarah. I never knew Bobby was… like that. I never meant for any of this to happen."

Sarah looked at him, her gaze steady. "It's alright, Mr. Duke," she said, her voice surprisingly devoid of anger. "What's done is done. We've moved on. We all made mistakes. What matters is that you're recovering.""

Mr. Duke's eyes filled with tears. "Thank you," he rasped, his voice thick with emotion. "Thank you for forgiving me."

Sarah offered a small smile. "For the twins' sake, Mr. Duke. They deserve a chance to know their grandfather."

As the afternoon wore on, Sarah and Derrick shared stories with Mr. Duke, catching him up on the events he had missed while in his coma.

They spoke of Bobby's capture and the celebrations that followed. They spoke of their plans for the future, a future filled with hope and the promise of a fresh start.

As he spoke, sadness crossed Mr. Duke's face. "I never knew… Bobby… all those lies," he murmured, his voice heavy with disappointment.

Sarah reached out and placed a hand on his arm. "He's gone now, Mr. Duke. You no longer need to be concerned about him.",

Laughter filled the room as Ethan, the twin with a greater sense of adventure, playfully tugged on a loose strand of Mr. Duke's hair, causing him to chuckle in surprise.

Leo studied his new grandpa with wide, curious eyes, his tiny hand hesitantly reaching out to touch Mr. Duke's wrinkled cheek.

"They're… perfect," Mr. Duke rasped, his voice choked with emotion. "I never thought I'd miss out on this."

Sarah watched the scene unfold with a bittersweet smile. The past few months had been a whirlwind, but seeing Mr. Duke interact with his grandsons, a genuine spark of joy returning to his eyes, filled her with a sense of peace.

"They have their grandpa wrapped around their little fingers already," Derrick chuckled, handing Sarah a box of wipes.

"Looks like it," Sarah agreed, wiping a stray bit of drool from Ethan's chin. "Maybe they'll bring him some good luck."

Mr. Duke's gaze sharpened with a flicker of curiosity. "Good luck?" he echoed.

Sarah and Derrick exchanged a hesitant glance. They had initially decided not to burden Mr. Duke with the details of their financial situation, knowing he was still recovering. But seeing the concern in his eyes, Derrick knew they couldn't avoid it any longer.

"Dad," he began, his voice gentle, "when you… when you were attacked, the company suffered some losses. We're working on getting it back on track, but…"

"But it's been difficult," Sarah finished for him, her voice laced with worry. "We're managing, but there have been some… sacrifices."

Mr. Duke remained silent for a moment, his eyes fixed on the ceiling. A small smile appeared on his lips. "Sacrifices? He turned back to the twins, who were now smiling as they attempted to crawl over one another, and remarked, "I think I can manage a few sacrifices to see those two little ones grow up."

"What do you mean?" Sarah asked, her brow furrowing slightly.