Niagara Falls was breathtaking. On the second day of their trip, they took a ferry to see the falls up close. Everyone wore yellow rain ponchos because the mist was so intense.

Robert, who had seen the falls years earlier, stayed in the boat's cabin with the babies (too young for the mist) and watched from there. He claimed the lovebirds needed time alone.

Keeley scoffed. Alone? Dozens of people crowded the boat, vying for a better view. She wouldn't call them lovebirds either.

Aaron undoubtedly was in love, but she wasn't sure about herself. She cared for him deeply; kissing him wasn't a chore, but…

The past lingered as long as she feared their enemies. If that threat disappeared, things might change. Her current life was good, but not her first choice—she'd felt forced into it.

How could she love someone she'd been forced to be with? She cared deeply and wanted his happiness, but that wasn't romantic love.

Keeley, like her husband, felt guilty about the past. Guilt and obligation weren't love. Wasn't that how she'd justified her doubts about his love for so long?

Lately, his happiness with her undeniable, but she knew his kindness stemmed partly from guilt, as did hers. Their relationship was complex, but she had to make it work for the twins.

Her children deserved the kind of parents she'd had. And they would have them. She might not love Aaron romantically, but they had a best-friend relationship, like before.

No one would guess her conflicted feelings; they seemed like any other couple.

Dwelling on it now wouldn't help. She focused on the falls, listening to the tour guide instead of letting her mind wander.

Aaron's arm encircled her waist, pulling her closer. Water droplets from his poncho splashed her face.

She pouted. "You're getting me wet."

"You were too far away."

Keeley rolled her eyes. He was so clingy! High society wouldn't believe how devoted Aaron Hale was to his wife.

Aiden and Cameron still found it hard to believe sometimes. They still experienced his "Ice Devil" persona frequently; he was completely different with her and their family.

The boat turned, offering a better view. The falls' power and majesty were breathtaking. Nature was amazing!

"Isn't it beautiful?" she shouted over the roar.

He shrugged. "It's just water. I'd much rather look at you."

Oh my goodness, what was she going to do with this man?! She shook her head, smiling slightly. His cheesiness was cute.

He did stare at her with the same awe the tourists reserved for the falls. How ridiculous. She bumped him to hide her embarrassment.

When the boat docked, they took turns with the stroller, exploring the falls from above. The twins grew fussy, so they fed and changed them.

They refused the stroller afterward, so Keeley and Aaron used baby slings. Their spoiled children were much happier.

Robert took many pictures, wanting new ones for his apartment and office. Keeley hadn't visited his place lately, but suspected it was plastered with photos of his grandchildren.

She smiled. Kaleb and Violet made a huge difference; he was less sad and lonely, surrounded by family.

He directed them to stand close near the railing, the falls in the background, for a family photo. Aaron's arm was around her shoulders, hers around his waist (she's shorter), both babies strapped to them.

In the photo, they looked like any tourist family. Aaron wore khaki shorts (a rarity—he usually wore long pants) and a light blue t-shirt; he had a warm smile.

Keeley's hair was in a ponytail; she wore a white shirt and pink shorts. They both wore comfortable walking shoes. Nothing about the photo suggested anything unusual.

This was exactly the life she'd always wanted. Aaron had given her the normal life she craved. Everything would be perfect if Lacy Knighton were gone.

Oh well. She shouldn't be greedy. Gratitude was better than worry. After all, she was on vacation.

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