The sun shone brightly in the sky, giving a warm, golden glow to the large property. Luka was on the balcony of the mansion, looking down at the grounds with a rare smile on his face. The man had created a life of opulence and riches, complete with verdant lawns, a glistening pool, and intricate gardens. However, on this particular day, what truly mattered to him was the sound of his daughter Isabella's laughter filling the air. She was joyfully playing in the garden, her small feet sinking into the flawlessly trimmed grass. Luka felt his heart swell with warmth as he watched her golden curls bounce with each step and heard her delightful giggles.
Leaning against the railing, he savored the moment, feeling a sense of unfamiliar joy. "Luka, are you coming?" Thersia's voice interrupted
