Rachel’s POV

Leaving Naomi’s house felt like closing a warm chapter. After the wedding, the honeymoon, and the glowing return home, it would have been easy to stay wrapped in the comfort of her walls, the laughter of Miranda echoing down the halls, and the steady reassurance of Raymond always being within reach. But Miles and I both knew it was time.

Time to go home, Our home, we need to build our home.u

I stood at the edge of Naomi’s driveway, the same one I’d walked up countless ...