Four years ago, you married Damian. You loved him, but he never truly showed his love for anyone until you gave birth to your beautiful daughter, Layla. He loves her more than anything and treats her like a princess.

Layla is now two years old and adores her papa more than anything.

At dinner, Damian comes home, and Layla runs directly to him. I smile and walk over, giving him a kiss. “Hey, honey.” “Hello, Papa,” Layla says with a smile. “My two favorite girls,” Damian says, smiling tiredly at us.