Daniel laid Keyra's body on a king-size bed with a plain white bed sheet. He looked intensely at the face of the woman he just married this morning and said, "The source of my happiness is you, honey. So if you are happy, I will be happy too."
Keyra smiled, feeling Daniel's jaw, which looked smooth because he had shaved his beard. "Yeah, as long as we're together, we'll be happy. I hope we will understand each other and remind each other when we accidentally make mistakes because I don't like fighting cold wars, or anything bad. I want peace."
Daniel breathed a sigh of relief as he brushed Keyra's hair that fell over her forehead. "I will try to be the best husband for you."
"Good father too?"
"Yes, a good father to Letizia and Patricia." Daniel turned to touch Keyra's stomach. "And for our next child."
Keyra chuckled. "Please don't make me pregnant first. Given how tiring it is to carry twins, I'm not ready to get pregnant again," she said.
