Chapter 70 Pepper

Vincent’s face softened into a smile when his hand brushed against a small figure next to him. For the first time in years, he had slept peacefully. Strangely, it wasn’t Eloise who had brought him this comfort, but his son—his son, who he had only discovered yesterday. He sat up, looking over at the small figure lying beside him, sleeping soundly. Bruno had begged to spend the night with him, and Vincent had gladly agreed. It had been a night filled with laughter, and for a moment, everything felt so easy.