*Noland's POV*

The flickering candles cast a warm, golden glow over the dinner table as I sit between Natasha and Lexie, both of them engaged in animated conversation about the progress made for Natasha's upcoming show. I can't help but marvel at the sense of togetherness that has blossomed between the three of us tonight – something that had been missing for quite some time.

"Really, dad, I couldn't have done it without your support," Natasha says, her blue ...