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 the safe, happy childhood we never did." Stewart looked at her, his gaze deep, shining with unshed tears. "Alright." She met his eyes, her own expression gentle. "You

"How so?"

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

looked at her for

he said, "Back then, the medication I was on made me numb. I haven't taken it in a long

Briony nodded. "That's good."

spoke quietly, like old friends, calm and

their children who had healed

one another, and strive to become better

but they had a shared purpose

be friends or perhaps something like family, bound together by

...

days later, Briony's condition had

went to see

her pregnancy—a scare that nearly ended

careful treatment, the

drove Briony to

room, then

a seat beside

saw her and instantly broke

cried so much these past days, her eyes

her hand, voice trembling.

My baby doesn't have a

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