Chapter 84

The next day.

"Hold on, Mom, my hair is still messed up!" said Olivia, the eldest, as she smoothed her bangs in front of the small mirror in the waiting room of the registry office.

Elena smiled and fixed the collar of Delya's shirt, who was standing next to her. Nathan sat in the next chair, holding their youngest, Alva, who was looking curiously at the uniformed officer.

"Are you sure we don't need a party or invitations?" Nathan whispered softly.

"Sure. This is enough. I just ...