The morning sunlight slowly streamed through the large windows of the Blackwood family mansion, casting a warm glow that wrapped around the entire main hall with a sense of comfort that felt so soothing.
For the first time after a long journey filled with bloodshed, betrayal, and loss, that house was no longer filled with the cold tension it used to carry.
Now, the place felt alive. Warm.
And filled with soft voices that had slowly become the center of their world.
Sophia opened her eyes slowly, feeling something move gently beside her body.
"Mommy…"
That tiny voice instantly brought a soft smile to Sophia's face.
She turned her head slowly and saw her little son still half-asleep, hugging her arm tightly.
The child's black hair was messy, while his small face still looked heavy with sleep.
Even now, such a simple sight still felt unreal to Sophia.
Because long ago…
She never imagined she could ever have a life like this.
