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“What do you think of Amadeo Jacopo and Chiara Georgina?” I asked her, squeezing her against my body because I could feel her still as soon as I spoke the names.

She turned those beautiful brown eyes to me, her gaze full of pure, unadulterated hero worship aimed at, as always, of all people, Elena and me. Two people who had never thought they would be anything but villains.

“They’re perfect,” she whispered.

And they were.

Just like she was.

I bent to kiss her head and then the heads of our two new babies and finally my wife’s upturned mouth, waiting for me.

And I knew this was exactly the kind of ending we deserved.