They pulled up in front of the townhouse just as the sky began to dim, streaks of apricot and rose bleeding across the horizon.Dorian parked the car and stepped out quietly, circling to open the door for Eira. Vera climbed out as well, her knees slightly weak.Dorian lifted Eira with practiced ease, cradling her against his chest. Her little arms looped instinctively around his neck, and she nuzzled into his shoulder with a content sigh.Vera followed them up the steps, her hand brushing the iron railing absentmindedly.Inside, the familiar scent of lavender and citrus welcomed them. The quiet comfort of home. Of memories. Of years that had been steady, safe, and full of healing.Dorian laid Eira down gently on the couch, careful not to wake her, and tucked a soft throw over her small body. He kissed the top of her head like he’d done a thousand times before.Then he turned to Vera.“I’ll give you space,” he said. “But not distance. I’m here, Vera. Whether you choose me or not.”She
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