Elara’s POV
Time had a way of transforming everything while keeping the most precious things untouched. Fifteen years had passed since that rainy morning when our fifth child, Isabella, entered the world. Our family was no longer just growing—it had blossomed into something extraordinary. Aurora, now twenty-two, was finishing her degree in business management, already showing the same sharp instincts her father possessed. Lucas, nineteen, had taken after Damien in more ways than one—tall, intense, and fiercely protective of his siblings. Sophia, seventeen, was a vibrant artist with a kind heart that lit up every room. Elias, fifteen, was the athlete of the family, always leading his siblings on adventures. And little Isabella, at thirteen, was the joyful glue holding us all together with
