Chapter 149 EPILOGUE

Water splashed on Isaiah's face for the hundredth time as the sound of his child's laughter filled the bathroom. Isaiah looked down at Arias, who apparently got a kick from throwing soap in his face. Each time seemed to make Arias laugh more. "Arias, we've been in here for twenty minutes. You have to let me wash you," Isaiah said, trying to grab him, but Arias slipped out of reach. "That's it. I'm coming in." Arias shrieked, trying to get away from him. Isaiah couldn't help but laugh. Who knew bath time could be this fun? After another ten minutes or so, Isaiah was able to thoroughly wash and dress Arias for bed. He laid Arias down in his crib and grabbed a book to read from the bookshelf. Arias climbed out of his crib and lays on Isaiah's chest as usual. I have to find a way to get him used to his own bed, Isaiah thought to himself. This has been their routine for the past few months since Zira was…unavailable. After James passed, she barely survived it without Arias's help. She felt