The healing continued in small, intentional steps.
Xander and Claire began dating again — slowly, carefully, and with deep respect for the wounds they both still carried. The first “date” was simple: a quiet evening walk through the private gardens with Alex Jr. running ahead of them, chasing fireflies. Xander held Claire’s hand tentatively, his thumb brushing her knuckles as if afraid she might pull away. They talked about nothing heavy — just the flowers blooming, Alex Jr.’s latest drawings, and the way the moonlight made everything feel softer. When their son ran back to them, laughing, and grabbed both their hands, the moment felt like a quiet miracle.
Alex Jr. was overjoyed. The five-year-old thrived with both parents present. He would wake up asking, “Is Daddy coming today?” and ru
