He found her in Austin, at a foundation for special-needs children. She sat on the ground with a guitar, surrounded by laughter.
Matthew whispered, “Cami.”
She ran to him, holding him fiercely.
“I failed you,” Sebastian said. “I was afraid.”
Matthew clung to her. “Daddy sad without Cami.”
Camille looked at Sebastian. “One chance,” she said. “But never let fear be louder than truth.”
He promised.
Healing took time. Matthew walked again, laughed again, spoke again.
A year later, in a small chapel in the Blue Ridge Mountains, Camille walked down the aisle. Matthew carried the rings.
“My family!” he shouted.
And Sebastian finally understood: real wealth lives in those who stay, in courage, and in love that chooses to begin again.
