Chapter 558

It was clear now-Ferdinand was never meant to be Briony's soulmate.

The White family home was always full of laughter and warmth, especially during the holidays, but Gwendolyn White's heart was never quite at ease when it came to Briony.

Though she wasn't Briony's biological mother, Gwendolyn cared more about the rest of Briony's life than Julia ever could.

Julia, for her part, was sweet and affectionate but had a childlike dependence on Briony. With her memories still hazy, Julia's state of mind had never quite matured; she worried little about her daughter, who was now a mother herself.

As the night grew late, everyone retired to their rooms.

Briony tucked her two children into bed, humming softly as they drifted off.

A gentle knock sounded at the door.

Briony got up and opened it.

Gwendolyn White stood in the hallway, her voice low and tender. "Are the kids asleep?"

and looping her

smiled. "It's been so long since we've really

warm and calm. "Shall we

a glass of good wine, and ever since Briony had taken

red does wonders

agreed with a

kitchen, Briony uncorked a bottle and

put together a couple of

when everything was ready, they settled at the dining table, clinking their glasses

nearly half

just how practiced Briony had become at this— she must have had her share

calm and gentle as ever, but there was a new steadiness to her, something cooler

price of growing up-after you've figured out the world, it's

her-still so young at just past thirty, yet already resigned to a life of work and raising two children alone-she couldn't help but feel a pang

fast. You really should have someone by your side," Gwendolyn said

gave her godmother a rueful smile. “I knew this was coming. The late-night chat, the wine-classic setup for

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