~CELINE'S POV~
The guest wing felt strange but comfortable. Caesar had spent the morning exploring every corner of his new room, announcing it "the best room ever" before running outside to play.
Now I stood in the main kitchen, mixing cookie dough and watching through the window as Hunter crouched beside my son in the garden.
"Caesar, if you put that stick there, the whole fort will fall," Hunter was saying, his voice carrying through the open window.
"But Daddy Hunter, it looks cooler this way!"
"Alright, let's try it your way. But when it falls, we'll build it stronger together."
I smiled despite myself. Three days ago, I never would have imagined Hunter Reid patiently explaining architecture to a three-year-old.
"Is that really Mr. Reid out there?" Elisa whispered to Ana as the
