The sun painted golden streaks across the park, filtering through the leaves and casting warm patterns on the grass. The air was crisp and smelled faintly of autumn — a perfect day for being outside. Laughter rang out ahead of her, and Isabelle couldn’t help but smile as she watched Elliott and Amelia race toward the playground, their energy boundless and their giggles carrying through the air.
For the first time in days, her heart felt a little lighter.
Today was just for them.
No tension. No paparazzi. No whispered speculation.
No Sebastian.
Isabelle adjusted the strap of her bag on her shoulder, her steps slowing as she watched her children chase each other across the field. She’d needed this. A day of simplicity and sweetness. A day without heavy conversations and unspoken feeling
