CHAPTER 4 — A NEW FAMILY
One month later, federal agents arrived at Preston Whitcomb's penthouse.
The arrest was broadcast across every major news network.
Fraud.
Witness intimidation.
Murder conspiracy.
Domestic abuse.
The empire collapsed in a single morning.
This time there was no escape.
No money.
No influence.
No daughter left to sacrifice.
When Preston was led away in handcuffs, reporters shouted questions.
He looked directly into the camera.
Then saw someone standing across the street.
Harper.
Beside her stood Enzo.
Preston's face went white.
For the first time in his life, he looked afraid.
Harper simply turned away.
She never visited him.
Never answered his letters.
Never spoke his name again.
Months passed.
The scars remained.
Some wounds always do.
But slowly, life changed.
Harper learned how to laugh without apologizing.
How to sleep without locking the bedroom door.
How to exist without fear.
And Enzo learned something too.
Nathan's death would always hurt.
But revenge had never been the cure.
Love was.
One snowy evening, nearly a year after their wedding, Harper stood beside the frozen lake behind the mansion.
Enzo wrapped his coat around her shoulders.
"You cold?"
"A little."
"You want to go inside?"
She smiled.
"No."
Then she placed his hand against her stomach.
Enzo froze.
For several seconds he couldn't breathe.
Harper laughed softly.
The first truly carefree laugh he had ever heard from her.
"We're having a baby."
Tears filled his eyes immediately.
For once, he didn't hide them.
Above them, snow drifted gently from the dark sky.
The future stretched ahead, bright and uncertain.
And for the first time, neither of them was afraid.
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THE END.
