Ezekiel
If there was one thing I never kept a secret from Lucy was my excitement to have children one day. It had always been something I expected both of us to have on the table when I had proposed to her.
She had agreed wholeheartedly. We were so in love we even felt ambitious. I wanted five whilst she thought three would be a better number, but she had grown up in a household with three older brothers and two younger sisters.
I had not had the privilege of experiencing that large Greek family dynamic so it was all I wanted. I wanted my children to have siblings they could run to just the same way Adonis, Apollo and Iris had each other. I did not want to deprive them of that experience.
