Blanche's POV
I didn't drive straight to Callum Mansion. Instead, I pulled over outside the neighborhood.
I had my reasons—I wanted those last few hundred meters with my daughter, just the two of us walking together.
Even in silence, it would mean something to me.
After tonight, God knows when we'd share another moment like this.
Maybe never again in this lifetime.
The thought made my eyes sting with unshed tears.
But that stretch of road I usually dreaded seemed to fly by tonight.
Before I knew it—within what felt like no time at all—we'd arrived.
Several figures waited by the mansion gate. I spotted Irene, Amber, and Roger.
"Roger, look! Blanche brought Carry!" Irene's voice rang out excitedly from across the distance.
My chest tightened, but I pushed down the pain.
Before we even got close, the whole family rushed toward us.
"Carry, come give Grandpa a hug," Roger stretched out his arms, his face bright with hope.
But to Carry, he was just a stranger.
