Leyla hid behind her hands.

Blushing, she buried her face in Dylan's shoulder.

Dylan held her tenderly, and then glanced at Olivia with affection...

This longed-for happiness had been a dream since they had tied the knot. And today, it had finally came true.

Olivia slouched against the bed's headboard.

Her exterior seemed soft, but inside, she wasn't as chill as Dylan.

For the next few days, they remained in Dylan's place, with him sticking by their side the whole time.

Days were spent at the theme park with Leyla, while nights were for cuddling up on the couch, watching movies and stealing kisses here and there, keeping it gentle.

Gina's messages dwindled.

Most times, Dylan didn't even bother with her calls.

Olivia figured he had his own stuff going on.

One night, Olivia packed up, prepping to head back the next day with Leyla.

The little one played in the Living room.

In the bedroom, Olivia wrestled with a hefty suitcase, stuffed with Leyla's stuff.

Just as she wrapped up what she was doing, she felt arms slip around her.

Dylan held her tenderly, his chin resting on her shoulder. He whispered, "Stay. Let's live here, okay? Olivia, I love being with you and Leyla."

Olivia was torn.

She wanted that too, feeling a rush of happiness. But adding a third wheel felt too cramped.

She also couldn't say she'd wait for Gina to pass away first before considering their relationship. It'd be too cruel.

After a moment's thought, she turned to him, asking earnestly, "Dylan, can you promise a future for us? Can you ensure Leyla's happiness?"

Dylan brushed her cheek gently, his voice husky. "You bet."

He assured her, "I won't take off unless it's really her last day. I swear."

Olivia reached out, touching his face too.

The night draped them in its gentle embrace.