HOPE'S POV.I did not sleep after remembering everything.Not properly.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw him.Hunter.And everything I had lost.The war. The castle. The pain. The love I did not understand until it was gone.But what frightened me most… was not the past.It was the present.Because I had children.Children I had loved.Children I had raised.And now I suddenly knew—they were not just mine.They were ours. I remembered now when I gave birth. I had named the girl Amber after my late sister and the boy Alaric after his father. I had contemplated Hunter at first as that was the name I'd always known him by, but then I had reminded myself that his name wasn't really Hunter. His name was Alaric. And so I named our son after him when he was born.That truth sat inside my chest like something heavy I could not remove.Something that changed everything without asking permission.The morning came too quickly.Light pushed through the curtains of the small house.Too normal, t
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