Chapter 10 - The Promise of Tomorrow
Two years later.
The Texas sun was setting, casting a warm, golden glow over the backyard of our new estate. The air was filled with the smell of barbecue and the sound of pure, unadulterated laughter.
Leo and Lucas were two years old now. They were running across the grass, their little legs carrying them as fast as they could, chasing a golden retriever puppy.
I stood on the back patio, flipping a pair of steaks on the grill.
A pair of soft arms wrapped around my waist from behind. I leaned back into Sarah’s embrace, turning my head to kiss her cheek. She was wearing a simple summer dress, and on her left ring finger was a brand new, brilliant diamond.
We had remarried three months ago in a quiet, private ceremony on the beach. No fake friends, no high society—just us, the boys, and Marcus, who was now the children's godfather.
"They're getting too fast for the dog," Sarah laughed, resting her chin on my shoulder as we watched the boys play.
"They take after their mother," I smiled, turning around to pull her into my arms. "Strong, resilient, and impossible to catch."
She looked up at me, her eyes filled with a love that had survived the absolute worst of human betrayal and come out stronger on the other side.
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I had almost lost everything because of a lie. But standing there, holding the woman I loved and watching our sons play in the fading light, I knew one thing for certain.
I would never let them go again.
