Adrian's POV
Our household gathering was winding down, with everyone exchanging final hugs and goodbyes. Iris and Eric were the last adults to leave, yet I noticed with confusion that Atlas and Miranda remained comfortably seated on our new couch.
"Time to go, you two," I said with a gentle smile, assuming they were simply tired from the day's activities.
Miranda looked up at me with that precocious expression she often wore. "We've already said goodbye to them, Uncle!"
I glanced outside, watching Iris turn to wave one final time before disappearing through the gate. Stella was waving back cheerfully. My gaze shifted between my niece and nephew sprawled on my couch and my girlfriend, who closed the door with a suspiciously wide grin, blowing me a kiss as she passed.
"Now, my precious ones," Stella announced dramatically, settling herself between the kids, "I demand a foot massage!"
