Chapter 7 - The Little Girl Who Once Asked to Eat With Me Was the Reason I Finally Opened the Door to My HeartGrace and Amara moved into the guesthouse.
I insisted.
Grace refused at first.
“You've already done too much.”
I shook my head.
“Your daughter gave me back my life.”
Grace smiled.
Amara ran through the hallway.
“Mr. Julian!”
I crouched.
“What?”
“Can I sit in your chair?”
I looked at the enormous dining chair.
“Why?”
“Because it's funny.”
I lifted her into it.
She laughed.
Emma joined her.
Soon both girls were sitting at my enormous dining table.
The same table where I had eaten alone for years.
Two little girls filled the room with laughter.
I looked at Sophia.
She was watching me.
“You've changed.”
“Is that bad?”
“No.”
She smiled.
“You look alive.”
That night, after the children were asleep, Sophia and I stood on the balcony.
“You still owe me a dance,” she whispered.
I laughed.
“You remembered.”
“I remembered everything.”
I took her hand.
We danced beneath the city lights.
No music.
Just silence.
But it was enough.
Then Sophia rested her head against my chest.
“I never stopped loving you.”
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I closed my eyes.
“Neither did I.”
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