Elara’s POV
Six months had passed since Kael came begging for forgiveness. He had kept his word. He worked hard at the warehouse job Damien gave him, showed up early every day, and stayed out of trouble. We heard from his supervisor that he was quiet, focused, and determined to prove himself.
One evening, Damien and I sat together in the living room. He looked at me with that soft, loving gaze I had come to cherish.
“I’ve been thinking,” he said. “Kael has earned a real chance. Not pity. A real opportunity.”
I nodded. “I agree. If he’s truly changed, we should help him stand on his own.”
The next weekend, we called Kael to the penthouse.
He arrived neatly dressed, looking nervous but respectful. When Damien told him what we had decided, Kael’s eyes widened in shock.
“We’re handing y
