Cole’s POV

Chaos has a sound, and I learn very quickly that in our house, it sounds like a baby crying, Daniella arguing, Dean sulking in offended silence, and me standing in the middle of it all, wondering how my life went from boardrooms and court orders to bottles, burp cloths, and dirty nappies. But when there is silence, I get worried, because silence, I have learned, is never good.

The baby, our baby, has completely taken over Elena’s world, not because she wants to neglect the twins, ...