Aria's POV
The project had finally entered its last stage. Standing before the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office, I watched dozens of workers move through the construction site below.
A small smile touched my lips.
"We're almost there. Father... you did it."
No. We did it, Lydia corrected gently.
My fingers rested against the glass. This project had been Father's greatest dream. It was the very thing he had wanted to accomplish, believing it would secure the Grayson Pack's future for generations.
Then he was arrested, and a few years later, Joshua died, and everything fell apart after that. Father's mind broke under the grief, leaving him trapped in a world that no longer recognized reality.
He should have been standing here today. He should have been the one overseeing this pr
