The atmosphere in the visiting common room radiated so much warmth, optimism, and a generally good feeling as the family and friends chatted euphorically.
Blaze gave a humorous version of his life in prison and how it took him days to adjust.
He was careful to leave out the attacks and even attempted murder which he dealt decisively with, even though it left an indelible scar on his lower back.
He knew Amelia would freak out at the sight of the scar when he finally undressed before her. But he had the perfect antidote to take all her fears away.
After almost an hour of chatting and laughing their heart out. It was time for them to retire to the hotel, back in the city.
"Do we have to go now?" Amelia pouted, unwilling to stand up or let go of her husband.
"Not you, sweetie." Blaze nuzzled her on the side of the neck.
"Huh!" Maria stared at her son quizzically.
"Is it what I'm thinking?" Henry's eyes light up with excitement as they darted between Blaze and Amelia.
