The house felt different after the storm had truly passed.Not because it was quieter. On the contrary—there was a softness in the air, like morning light slipping in without force.Ethan laughed more that night. The little boy dragged James into the living room, insisting his father sit on the floor to help build wooden blocks into what he proudly called “Mama’s guard castle.”“We’ll make it really tall!” Ethan declared with excitement.James chuckled. “If it’s too tall, it might fall.”“If it falls, we’ll build it again,” Ethan replied firmly.Emma, watching from the sofa, smiled. The simple sentence felt like a small symbol of their lives.If it falls, we’ll build it again.James caught her gaze. There was something in her eyes—relief, gratitude, love no longer under siege.“The castle needs a secret door,” Emma said, walking over.Ethan immediately dropped to his knees. “To escape from the evil witch!”James and Emma exchanged a look, then laughed together.“The witch is gone,” Ja
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