Chapter 79: Wedding Preparations

*Layla*

The moment we stepped through our front door, I was engulfed in a whirlwind of tiny arms and excited babbling. My mother stood in the background, a knowing smile on her face as she watched us reunite with the twins.

"Mama missed you so much," I cooed, pressing kisses to Michael and Stefano's chubby cheeks. Dante was right beside me, readying his arms for squirming, giggling babies.

It wasn't until we had settled the boys down for their nap that my mother noticed the ring glittering on my left hand. Her eyes widened, and she grabbed my hand, examining the ring closely.

"Oh, Layla," she breathed, her eyes filling with tears. "It's beautiful. Congratulations, both of you."

As we filled her in on the details of Dante's proposal, I couldn't help but feel excited. We were getting married. After everything we'd been through, we were finally going to make it official.