Five days later.
The lively noise that had filled the house over the past week had slowly faded, leaving behind a calm that felt almost unfamiliar.
The last few days had passed in a blur of visits, laughter, and warm gatherings.
Evelyn still found herself replaying the moments in her mind, as if afraid they might fade if she did not hold onto them tightly enough.
They had visited the Morgan family, where conversations stretched endlessly, and meals somehow lasted for hours.
Alicia and Stella had come to visit them in the Valley, arms full of New Year's gifts for Oliver. The living room looked like a small toy store, with boxes and bright wrapping paper scattered everywhere.
Oliver, of course, had been thrilled beyond measure.
