He stood with his back to her, tall and lean as ever, though perhaps a bit thinner

now.

Briony Kensington watched him in silence.

Minutes slipped by without a word.

At last, Briony sighed a sound of release, almost relief.

"Stewart Wentworth, I've made my peace with everything. You shouldn't keep dwelling on the past, either."

Stewart paused, then turned to face her.

He crossed the room and knelt down in front of her, his long, narrow eyes fixed on hers, the corners rimmed with red.

She could tell he'd been crying.

"You've grown more sentimental than before," she said, her tone gentle, teasing, a hint of warmth in her voice.

Stewart's dark eyes reflected her own pale, drawn face.

"Bryn, I know there's no going back for us. After everything that's happened, I realize now how unforgivable so much of my behavior was. I put you through hell, and still, you chose to raise our two children on your own. For that alone, I could never repay you, not in a lifetime."

His voice was low and sincere.

risks of surgery. Honestly, if it hadn't been for them, I don't think I would've made it through. Stewart, neither of us came from happy homes. Let's learn from that. From now on, let's co-parent-give them both a mother's and a father's love, so they can have

"How so?"

"You're... more human, somehow."

her

"Back then, the medication I was on made me numb. I

Briony nodded. "That's good."

old friends, calm

children who had

together, support one another, and strive to

love each other again, but they had a shared purpose now. The old wounds and grievances no

friends or perhaps something like family, bound together by

...

Briony's condition

to see

complication with her pregnancy—a scare

of careful treatment, the baby was finally

drove Briony to

to Mary's room, then stepped out to wait

a

saw her and

cried so much these past days, her

for her hand,

doesn't have a

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