(Owen’s POV)
The morning sun poured into my office through the massive floor-to-ceiling window, bathing the space in a soft golden hue. I was sitting alone in my high-backed leather chair, my posture relaxed yet thoughtful. One hand rested beneath my chin, fingers tapping lightly against my jaw as I stared out at the vast expanse of bright blue sky.
My mind wasn’t on business today. Instead, my thoughts drifted to the warmth of the previous night, to the laughter that echoed in the Skylar mansion, to the look in my father’s eyes when we all stood beside him once again… whole.
My heart tugged softly.
Aurora. Everything led back to her. She was the reason my father smiled again like he used to. She was the reason my brothers and I stood side by side, not as cold businessmen or guarded in
