Chapter 124 A Glint In His Eyes

• Grace
• The morning light streamed through the windows, casting a warm glow through the house as I made my way downstairs. There was a sense of familiarity in the air, a feeling that I hadn’t felt in a long time. Like everything would be fine. As I entered the kitchen, I found Charles already seated at the breakfast table, his attention focused on a stack of papers spread out before him. Cecil sat across from him, happily munching on a bowl of cereal.
• "Good morning," I greeted as I approached the table.