The flickering firelight cast a warm glow over the cabin, its cosy embrace a stark contrast to the bitter chill that lingered outside. Aiden and Declan huddled close in the kitchen, their hushed voices laced with anticipation.
"Do you think she's ready?" Declan murmured, his fingers drumming anxiously against the countertop.
Aiden's gaze flickered towards the bathroom, where the faint sound of splashing water could be heard. "After everything she's been through, she deserves this."
Declan nodded, his expression softening. "We'll make it perfect. She'll be happy."
The bathroom door creaked open, and Lucia emerged, steam curling around her lithe frame. Aiden and Declan straightened, sharing a charged glance as they moved towards her. Each taking one of her hands, they guided her towar
