Chapter 117: Never Taken for Granted
Adrian’s POV
The rows of grapes stretched out like promises fulfilled, and the vineyard gleamed in the golden light of the lowering sun. With a glass of our best red in my hand, I stood at the edge of the balcony and thought back on the hectic last few years.
It seemed like I had lived a dozen lives, from the turmoil of resolving my father's inheritance to the difficulties of starting a family. But I wasn't burdened by the past for the first time. I wasn't fleeing my mother's poisoned expectations or the specter of the Blackwood name.
No, this was a novel situation. Something complete.
Through the open balcony doors came Lily and Elena's laughing. I turned to find them in the living room, Elena clapping along with Lily as she twirled in a tutu, her
