Richard’s lips parted as if to object, but he said nothing. He only nodded, his shoulders slumping slightly.
***
The next morning, I packed my bags.
At the door, Oliver handed me an envelope with a salary. “You’ll always have a brother in me. Don’t be a stranger.”
A month later, I was invited back for my grandmother’s birthday.
Lucas and Oliver welcomed me warmly, and Richard approached.
“I ended things with Veronica. I want to make up for lost time.”
I stayed, and slowly, we became what we were meant to be. Grandmother laughed with Lucas in the garden, Oliver and I raced through morning runs, and my father and I biked along sunlit paths, sharing stories of my mother.
Together, we began to heal.
At last, I had a family.
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