Ares & Alina’s POV

Alina

The mansion felt lighter these days.

It wasn’t just the new chandeliers or the freshly painted walls — it was the peace that lingered in every corner. The laughter that echoed down the hallways. The quiet hum of music playing from the living room as sunlight streamed through tall windows.

Six months had passed since the gala.

Six months since Ares and I rebuilt everything from the ground up — our lives, our love, our legacy.

And every morning, I still woke ...