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Chapter 23

Christiana’s POV.

The grocery store was buzzing with the usual weekend crowd, but I barely noticed. Ethan and Emma were busy picking out their favorite snacks while I wandered through the aisles, sorting through fruits and vegetables. The task had become a pleasant routine for us, one I actually enjoyed despite the fact that I could easily have had my servants handle it. There was something grounding about shopping with the kids, about being part of their small, everyday joys.

As I turned the corner of the dairy section, I nearly bumped into a familiar face. It was Daniel Brooks. He looked a bit better than the last time I saw him, his expression less guarded, though still carrying traces of his previous gruffiness. He had a bandage wrapped around his head, but he was standing upright, seeming more at ease.

“Daniel!” I exclaimed, genuinely surprised. “How’s your head feeling I hope you’re doing better.”

Daniel glanced at me, his brow furrowing slightly. “It’s getting better, thank you. Just a bit of a bump to the head. Nothing

serious

and Emma, who had been trailing behind me, looked up with wide eyes, sensing the shift in the conversation. Ethan tugged at

“This is Mr. Daniel Brooks. He’s a friend of ours who had a little accident and

curiosity etched across her face. “Is he

Emma,” I said, giving her a reassuring smile. “He’s much better now. And it’s

at the kids. “Are

are.” I replied. “This is Emma and

kids eyed Daniel with shyness and curiosity. “Hi” Emma

“Hello, Mr.

to meet you both. I’m Daniel Brooks. It’s great to see

you for coming to

sound. “It’s my pleasure. You both seem to be very

enthusiastically. “We help pick out snacks

at me. The way he looked at the kids, with that same genuine warmth, was strikingly familiar. It was as if he saw something special in them that resonated with him,

with your shopping. It was nice

and Daniel’s easy demeanor with the

We were still shopping, picking out the essentials and a few treats for the week. The mundane task felt oddly

in life

the challenges we faced, these small moments with my children