{A Month Later...}
{JERICHO}
My home office is filled with the warmth and chaos of new parenthood. There are blankets, toys, and a crib set up in the second study, which has been converted into my own private office. Wesley and I toyed with the idea of moving into our own home, but it's safer here in the family mansion, and we have built in babysitters.
I've been excelling at running the ports with Arlo. We've done so well as a team, and Sasha has decided we should keep it that way. With Arlo and I both handling things, and there's time to still enjoy our family life.
It's evening and I'm done for the day. Outside, I see Wesley pushing our son Ronan toward the play area Sasha had built. There are so many new babies being born, he figured it was a good investment. Sentimentality isn't Sasha's strong suit.
