Time passed far more quickly than anyone could have imagined.
The peaceful days within the Blackwood family mansion slowly turned into years filled with a warmth that felt vivid and alive.
The grand house, once cold and silent, was now constantly filled with the sounds of soft laughter, tiny footsteps, and simple conversations that made the whole atmosphere feel warm and welcoming.
Sophia stood on the balcony of her private study, watching the mansion grounds spread out below.
Her young son was playing ball with several guards, his face beaming with enthusiasm.
And as always.
Adrian Blackwood stood nearby, observing everything with an expression far too serious for such a simple game.
Sophia giggled softly at the sight.
Sometimes she still found it hard to believe that the man who had once been so cold and intimidating now spent almost every free moment just accompanying their child in play.
But it was exactly this reality that made Sophia's heart feel so full and warm.
