The island stood timeless under the golden sky, a sanctuary built from darkness and transformed by love.
Eighteen years had passed since that defining night on the cove when I chose Daddy forever. Eighteen years of growth, tears, laughter, and the slow, beautiful healing of old wounds. The villa had become a grand family home, filled with the voices of our children and the warmth of a life we had fought hard to keep.
Elias was now eighteen a young man ready to take on more responsibilities beside his father. Seraphina, sixteen, was fierce and independent. Aurora, fourteen, was the dreamer and storyteller. Theo, eleven, brought constant joy and mischief. Nova, nine, was artistic and kind. Orion, seven, was full of curiosity. Luna, five, was our little sunshine. Sol, four, followed everyo
