The next few days, things started returning to normal. We were slowly adjusting and getting used to Elias' presence. Elias stayed in the guest room most of the time, resting while Lena checked on him regularly. He was getting stronger, but he still moved slowly and spoke very little. We kept an eye on him, always. No one left him completely alone with the kids, and I made sure to stay close whenever Finn wanted to peek in and say hello.
This morning the kitchen felt busier than usual. I was packing lunches for Theo and Mia while Finn sat at the table drawing as usual. Lena stirred a big pot of soup for Elias, and Marcus stayed on the kitchen island and was checking the company schedule on his phone.
Theo came downstairs first, his backpack already slung over one shoulder. “Liora, the te
