Chapter 10 - THE FOREVER HOME
The sun dipped low over the Hudson River, painting the sky in sweeping strokes of crimson, amber, and gold. The sprawling twelve acres of the Moretti estate looked like a painting come to life—peaceful, majestic, and whole.
In the private family gardens behind the manor, a small wooden swing hung from the ancient oak tree.
Rosa sat on the grass nearby, a book resting in her lap, watching the golden light dance through the leaves.
Don Moretti—the man who had once terrified half of Manhattan with a single look—was currently pushing a three-year-old girl on a wooden swing, carefully adjusting his pace so she wouldn't swing too high, while listening intently to a very serious explanation about why ladybugs needed tiny red jackets.
"And then... and then the ladybug flew away, Grandpa!" Lily declared, her bright amber eyes sparkling with absolute joy.
"Did she?" Lorenzo chuckled, a deep, rich sound that echoed across the quiet lawn, completely washing away decades of cold shadows and silent grief. "Well, we'll just have to make sure she has a proper coat next time, won't we?"
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Rosa smiled, closing her book and resting her hands over her heart. The past was behind them. The ghosts of betrayal and greed had been swept away by the truth. Here, under the vast sky, surrounded by family, they had finally found what they were looking for all along.
A home. Forever.
