[ Volume 1] Chaper 358- Esme died..

Ray, still pale and visibly drained from the delivery, opened his eyes weakly, his gaze falling on the small bundles resting nearby. They were twins—a boy and a girl. Their delicate faces, so alike yet distinct, exuded an innocent charm that tugged at his heart. A soft, weary smile crossed his lips as he slowly sat up, the effort evident in his trembling hands.

Ignoring his body's protests, Ray reached out and held the twins in his arms. The warmth of their tiny forms against his chest filled him with a bittersweet joy. His hands, though unsteady, gently caressed their cheeks, his touch tender and protective. Despite his exhaustion, he couldn't resist leaning closer, his heart swelling as the twins cooed softly in response.