Caleb
She told me the next morning, finding me in the small home office I'd started using during my visits, her expression a careful mixture of nervousness and quiet certainty that told me before she even spoke that something significant had shifted.
"I've decided," she said, closing the door behind her. "I want to try this. All of it. With all four of you."
Relief moved through me so completely that I had to set down the chart I'd been reviewing, some professional composure I'd been maintaining out of habit finally, fully abandoning itself.
"You're certain?"
"As certain as I can be about something none of us have a map for," she said, a small smile tugging at her mouth. "I talked to Ryder last night. I think I've been certain longer than I let myself admit, honestly."
I crossed the
