Chapter 10 - Unbroken HorizonsThe sun began to dip below the western horizon, painting the Atlantic Ocean in breathtaking strokes of violet, amber, and deep crimson.

I stood on the porch, holding a six-month-old Leo in my arms as he pointed excitedly at a flock of pelicans gliding across the colorful sky. He had grown so much over the past half-year—stronger, louder, and endlessly curious about the world around him.
The ghosts of the past no longer haunted this house. The shadow of my mother’s empire had been completely erased, replaced by the clean, salt-kissed air of a life built on truth and unconditional love.
I kissed the top of Leo's curly head, feeling the solid, unbreakable beat of his heart against my own.
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"We made it, buddy," I murmured softly, watching the first evening stars begin to blink into existence above the ocean.
My combat days were officially behind me. The long, grueling war against the darkness in my own home had been won. And as I looked out at the wide-open horizon, I knew that whatever storms lay ahead, we were more than ready to face them together.