Charles, sensing the weight of the moment, let out a soft, gentle chuckle, his eyes crinkling with warmth. “Darling, don’t keep her all to yourself,” he said, his tone measured but affectionate. “Allow me the honor of welcoming our future granddaughter-in-law.”
Eleanor gently let go of Maya, and Charles stepped forward, a warm, playful smile tugging at his lips. He gave her a gentle, reassuring hug. “Ah… finally! The face behind the name. Welcome to the family, dear,” he said, his voice full of cheerful warmth.
Maya’s voice was shy but steady. “Hello, Mr. Blackwood… it’s a pleasure to meet you, sir.”
Charles waved his hand dismissively, a soft smile tugging at his lips. “Oh, no—I retired a long time ago, dear, so you can reserve ‘Mr. Blackwood’ for my son Dominic—or for Damien. That sou
