ANMELDENSophie was curled against Dominic on the couch, the house quiet with Ethan long asleep, when she found herself, without quite planning to, asking the question that had been circling gently at the edges of her thoughts for weeks."Do you ever think about more children?"Dominic went still beside her, and for a moment she wondered if she'd surprised him too much to answer, but when he spoke, his voice carried none of the hesitation she'd half expected, only genuine consideration."I do," he admitted. "More than I've said out loud, actually. I've been careful not to bring it up, because I didn't want you to feel any pressure, given everything you already gave up rebuilding your relationship with this family, and everything Ethan's already been through.""I appreciate that carefulness," Sophie said. "But I've been thinking about it too, and I wanted to actually talk it through honestly, rather than let it sit unspoken between us.""Tell me what you're thinking," Dominic said, shifting sli
Sophie was curled against Dominic on the couch, the house quiet with Ethan long asleep, when she found herself, without quite planning to, asking the question that had been circling gently at the edges of her thoughts for weeks."Do you ever think about more children?"Dominic went still beside her, and for a moment she wondered if she'd surprised him too much to answer, but when he spoke, his voice carried none of the hesitation she'd half expected, only genuine consideration."I do," he admitted. "More than I've said out loud, actually. I've been careful not to bring it up, because I didn't want you to feel any pressure, given everything you already gave up rebuilding your relationship with this family, and everything Ethan's already been through.""I appreciate that carefulness," Sophie said. "But I've been thinking about it too, and I wanted to actually talk it through honestly, rather than let it sit unspoken between us.""Tell me what you're thinking," Dominic said, shifting sli
Sophie was curled against Dominic on the couch, the house quiet with Ethan long asleep, when she found herself, without quite planning to, asking the question that had been circling gently at the edges of her thoughts for weeks."Do you ever think about more children?"Dominic went still beside her, and for a moment she wondered if she'd surprised him too much to answer, but when he spoke, his voice carried none of the hesitation she'd half expected, only genuine consideration."I do," he admitted. "More than I've said out loud, actually. I've been careful not to bring it up, because I didn't want you to feel any pressure, given everything you already gave up rebuilding your relationship with this family, and everything Ethan's already been through.""I appreciate that carefulness," Sophie said. "But I've been thinking about it too, and I wanted to actually talk it through honestly, rather than let it sit unspoken between us.""Tell me what you're thinking," Dominic said, shifting sli
Gerald read Rosalind's message four times before he let himself believe it said what he thought it said, and even then, he found himself staring at his own phone screen in the quiet of the library, uncertain whether the trembling in his hands came from hope or fear, or some inseparable tangle of both.I would like to see you. In person, if you're willing. Thirty years is a long time to only exist as letters to each other. I don't expect anything from it beyond simply being in the same room again. But I find I'd like that much, at least.He carried the phone to Vivienne, who read it twice herself before looking up at him with an expression he'd come to recognize, over the past year, as her particular blend of careful practicality and genuine warmth."What are you afraid of?" she asked, ?ot unkindly."That thirty years have changed both of us into people who no longer recognize what we once loved in each other," Gerald admitted. "That I'll sit across from her and find only a stranger, a
Sophie sat with Dominic and the whole family crowded around Lena's laptop the evening the draft finally arrived, and the unexpected section, when they reached it, turned out to be nothing more alarming than a photograph the magazine had sourced independently, an old regional archive image of Richard as a young man, standing in front of the villa decades before any of them had been born, included, the editor's note explained, because their research had turned up the original blueprint filings for "an unnamed private renovation" in the east wing, dated to the same year Sophie turned fifteen, and they'd wanted to honor the man who'd quietly started it all. Sophie cried reading the accompanying paragraph, and asked for exactly one change, a line correcting "unnamed renovation" to read, simply, "a father's patient love, built one board at a time." The magazine agreed without argument. The piece went to print two weeks later, and life at the villa settled, gratefully, back into its own ordi
Sophie found Miriam in the kitchen exactly where she always was at this hour, and she stood in the doorway a moment, watching her work with the same unhurried competence she'd brought to this family for seven years, before finally announcing herself."I need to talk to you about something," Sophie said, "and I want you to actually sit down for this one, rather than keep working while I talk."Miriam raised an eyebrow, wiping her hands on her apron. "That sounds ominous.""It's not," Sophie said. "It's the opposite of ominous, actually. Please, sit."Miriam sat, still faintly wary, and Sophie settled across from her at the kitchen table, choosing her words carefully."You've been part of this family for seven years," Sophie said. "You raised Ethan alongside me when I had no one else. You followed us here, gave up your own independent life, and made yourself indispensable to every single person under this roof, without ever once asking for formal recognition of what that actually means.
Sophie Steele POV.I step in.The water is hot and the pressure remains exactly as I remember it. I feel my shoulders come down gradually. I raise my face to the water and allow it to soak me while I am breathing in and out. The steam thickens around me. The rest of the house
Sophie Steele POV.Evening comes fast like the clock is running a race it refuses to lose. The guests begin to thin out and I am finally directed to my old room. I am so exhausted, like the world has been placed on my body, and this has nothing to do with the flight.One thi
Sophie Steele POVAnd now I am home. And really, I am expecting to be wowed the moment I get here with any difference or whatever, but everything is still the same way I left it. The beautiful gates of the Steele family villa open with the same calmness they always have, like they
Sophie Steele POV.“Oh! Oh! Ohmmmm, yes. Fuck me. Please."Who knew things would spiral this fast? Well it's another Friday night and I'm in my home, the weight of not having a functional social life crushing on me like a wave that doesn't quite know what to do with itself. At ninete







