Years had passed since the chaos that once ruled their lives.
And time, although slow and stubborn, it was merciful and had finally done what it does best. It softened the sharp edges of pain and turned grief into memory.
The Montclair home is different now. It wasn’t a house filled with pain or ghosts of old love stories. Now there was laughter, warmth, and the sweet, familiar sound of family.
“Khalil! Not so close to the table!” Abigail called from the kitchen doorway, her voice filled with mock sternness as the seven-year-old sped by with a toy airplane.
Behind him, Callie tried her best to keep up while her giggles filled the air like music.
Kai appeared just in time to catch Khalil mid-run, sweeping him up with one arm while catching Callie with the other. “What did I say about r
