Days had passed in a blink of an eye since I received the letters. Every day had been a blessing to our family, even though our days were like recurring events of spending breakfast together, Sam and Law's fierce exchange of words, my husband surprising me for appearing out of nowhere, and spending as much time with our son. Law's favorite time of the day was our afternoon activity, where he would usually nap on my lap while I read a book under the tree in the garden.
About Adam, he had already returned to the Crowell estate about two weeks ago. I could still remember how I wept as if I wouldn't see him again. But Adam left our estate with a smile on his face. Whatever Sam told him, it gave our little fighter the courage to face his fears.
