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Who’d want to live with a monster knowing he still goes out and kills people frequently and then comes home to you with blood on his hands?
My wife proved how wrong I’d been because marriage became my greatest joy and salvation.
She accepts all my flaws and never forbids me from talking about my dark deeds, listening when I need her to, and being there for me when I feel I might lose my mind.
She never shies away from the darkness but makes sure it doesn’t touch our children or enter our little world in any way. She tends to my wounds if I come home with cuts and bruises, supports my decisions, and spends hours welcoming me back into her body, reassuring me with each kiss and touch that she’s mine and I’m hers.
Only this kind of marriage could have worked for me, and I’m glad Jimena is mine.
Her love is a gift, and I’ll cherish it until my last breath.
She tears her mouth away, our foreheads pressed against each other’s as we catch our breaths, and she fists my shirt. “You’re dangerous.”
“And you’re irresistible.”
“We’re perfect for each other then.” She trails her finger to my chin. “Everything okay?”
We had a particularly difficult case on catching a human trafficking ring with so many children there that we could barely stomach it. This side of the job is always hard, but once you become a father…that’s just unbearable. It brings so many memories because I was a little boy once who waited for someone to come and save me, and no one came.
At least not in time.
On such rare occasions, I think about Frederick and what could have been…understanding he had psychotic tendencies, and how they would have shown themselves in a different but still brutal way if he had stayed to live with us. Watching my triplets grow up and adore one another when Frederick never gave me that…yeah. Not all bonds are meant to be.
“Yes. We closed it down and freed everyone. We’ll keep an eye on them in the hospitals and shelters.”
“Good.”
“I love you, Jimena.” She blinks, happiness flaring in her blue eyes at the admission. “Thank you for falling in love with me.”
“I love you too. And our little hellions, although I still think it’s your genes that cause all the trouble.”
“Santiago’s kids rivals ours when it comes to trouble, so the jury is still out on that one, princess.”
I hug her, rocking her in my arms, and look up at the sky.
Once upon a time, I fell in love with my best friend’s little sister.
She healed all the broken pieces within me, curing me in ways no one else would’ve been able to.
And finally, the little boy who still lived within me and begged to die every single day as the pain was unbearable found peace.
Life is worth living despite some pain and anguish, no matter what.
But life with love in it?
It’s bliss.
One I’ll hold on to for the rest of my existence.
“The sunsets here are so beautiful. It’s almost as if the sun gives the lake a gentle kiss while everything stills around them.” My wife sighs, leaning on my chest as I wrap my arms tight around her waist and rest my chin on her shoulder. Our kids laugh and shout in the distance, playing tag near the lake.
Zeus chills under the tree, barely sparing a glance at the kids who adore him and treat him like some kind of family dog.
Although, knowing our kids, this peaceful atmosphere won’t last for long, and soon, we’ll hear endless arguments about who truly won and who cheated. None of us looks forward to that.
It turns out that when your kids share your character traits, it’s a pain in the ass—but a hilarious pain in the ass, at that.
Our parents and Grandpa lounge on the table near them, so they periodically check on the kids, and more giggles follow.
