Chapter 74 The Eyes That Watch When We Don't

• Mrs. Ricci's POV
• It had been too long since I last visited them—my son, my daughter-in-law, and my grandbabies. The house felt a little colder than usual when I stepped in. There was something in the air, a kind of silence I didn’t expect, not in a home where laughter and joy should be echoing in every room. The twins were now walking—barely—but toddling around like miniature versions of Christian, and the girl, the only girl, had her mother’s softness written all over her.