a billionaire loved her.
She had become strong while fighting to keep her children safe, building a business from work she understood, and learning that her worth had never depended on another person’s approval.
Adrian had joined a life she was already rebuilding.
He had not created it for her.
Iris took Elena’s hand and pulled her toward the garden.
“Come on, Mommy.
We have to turn the lanterns on!”
Elena followed her children outside.
As dusk settled over Boston, three small lanterns began to glow against the darkening sky.
For once, Elena did not look backward to see whether anyone was following.
She already knew who was beside her.
And that was enough.
