Chapter 7 - The Home That Was Never Supposed to ExistA year later, the Rossi mansion sounded different.
Children laughed in the hallways.
Leo crawled through the library.
Mia played with blocks.
Lily drew pictures at the kitchen table.
Hunter baked cookies.
Lorenzo pretended he didn't want one.
He always ate three.
One morning, Hunter found him asleep on the couch with all three children piled around him.
She smiled.
The feared billionaire mafia boss had become a human pillow.
She took a photograph.
He woke.
“You're laughing.”
“You look ridiculous.”
“There are witnesses.”
“Three.”
He smiled.
“I like this.”
“What?”
“Being ridiculous.”
She sat beside him.
“You needed it.”
He touched her hand.
“Did you ever regret coming upstairs?”
“No.”
“Even when you broke the rule?”
“No.”
She smiled.
“It saved Leo.”
He shook his head.
“It saved all of us.”
Their lives became ordinary in the strangest ways.
Breakfast.
School.
Doctor appointments.
Birthday parties.
Business meetings.
Hunter's grief didn't vanish.
She still visited Lily's old grave marker.
Not because Lily was there.
Because she needed somewhere to place the years she had lost.
One day, Lorenzo went with her.
He stood quietly.
“You don't have to.”
“I want to.”
She looked at him.
“Why?”
“Because she brought you into my life.”
Hunter cried.
He held her.
That was the day she finally stopped feeling guilty.
Lily was alive.
And now she had a sister.
A brother.
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A family.
That was enough.
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