The sun was setting over the calm waters of the lake, casting a warm golden glow that danced across the surface. Isabella stood at the edge of the water, her arms wrapped around herself as she gazed out at the horizon. The years had softened her features, but her beauty remained timeless. Her once jet-black hair now had strands of silver, a testament to the life she had lived. The gentle breeze tugged at the loose strands of her hair, and her soft, knowing eyes reflected both the lake and the memories of her past.
She stood there, lost in thought, her mind replaying the moments that had shaped her life. The sound of laughter echoed in her head, the feel of Dominic’s arms around her, the joy of Seraphina’s first laugh, the pride in her father’s eyes before he was taken from her. So much ha
