Chapter 43
XENOIS
The botanical gardens had always been one of Celeste's favorite places in the city, this was something that had stuck to me even with my amnesia. I vaguely remembered her visits here sometimes alone, sometimes with the kids when she needed a breather from the responsibilities as my wife.
There was something about the carefully cared for beauty, the peaceful atmosphere that appealed to her.
As I watched our boys running ahead on the winding path, their laughter echoing off the glass walls of the conservatory, I felt a moment of pure contentment despite everything that had happened.
This was what I was fighting to protect. This simple, perfect family moment where my children could just be children, where my wife could smile without fear, where we could be ourselves wi
