Aaron followed Isobel through the winding paths of Athanys, arriving at the villa specially prepared for his parents, its elegant structure nestled amid lush gardens that bloomed eternally under the sanctuary's magical sky. Inside, Liam and Charlotte sat together, enjoying each other's company, their laughter a warm echo that tugged at Aaron's heartstrings.
He stood outside the door, frozen in place, his golden eyes misting with unexpected emotion. "Mum? Dad?" he called softly, his voice barely above a whisper. He could not explain the surge of passion welling up inside him. They were not his biological parents in his pre-reincarnation life, yet the bond felt unbreakable, a deep attachment woven into his soul.
[No need to complicate things, Aaron. They are your parents. They see it that way. Everyone sees it that way. You are not wrong to see it that way as well.]
