A year later, the once-pristine lawn was filled with toys and laughter. Grace had begun studying early childhood education. Nathan spent afternoons grilling in the backyard while the boys chased their dog, Cooper.
What began as gratitude deepened into something steady and real.
At the twins’ birthday party, Nathan took Grace’s hand.
“A year ago, I thought I walked into chaos,” he said. “But I walked into the best thing that ever happened to us.”
He opened a velvet box.
“Grace Mitchell, will you let me build a life with you?”
With tears in her eyes and the boys chanting “Say yes!”, she nodded.
Beyond the gates, Victoria disappeared into irrelevance.
Nathan finally understood: money builds structures. Love builds homes.
