After spending days in their new house, wrapped in warmth and passion, Lilith and Alexander finally decided it was time to return to the rhythm of regular life. But they weren't returning as ordinary people—they were now husband and wife, and with their honeymoon plans tucked secretly between playful glances and whispered promises, life suddenly felt full again.
Still, the silence in the house, the too-clean counters and empty hallways, made Lilith feel uneasy. She missed Rose. The sound of her giggles, the way she'd run into her room without knocking, and how she'd drag her out just to show off some silly school drawing—it all made the manor feel like home.
So they returned.
That evening, the golden sunlight filtered in through the long windows of Rose Manor. The front door creaked open, and Rose's voice rang out first as she skipped into the hall, her school bag bouncing. "Sister Lilith! Brotheeeerrr!"
