“I don’t know,” Ryan replied honestly. “If I do, she must love you both as much as I do.”
Owen smiled. “Then Clara can help pick her.”
Ryan laughed softly. “That sounds like a plan.”
The estate, once a battlefield, transformed into a sanctuary. Not perfect. Not untouched by pain. But safe, warm, and honest. The quiet, steadfast love of family finally filled every corner of Maplewood Estate.