Luca’s pov

The next few days passed in blur of routine. For the first time in who knew how long, life simply felt … solid. Lia and I filled our days in the garden, nurturing the plants and watching Luca race through the backyard, his giggling echoing through the space. He'd changed so physically and emotionally, and occasionally, in his quiet confidence, surprised me. And while ghosts of our past never strayed far in my thoughts, I'd grown accustomed to holding on to the quiet, to ...