LINDEN

It was still surreal watching my father talking with Gustav. I didn’t think it would happen sooner, but looking at them getting along was fulfilling for me and Estelle.

“You okay?” Estelle placed her hand on my thigh under the table.

“Yeah. You?” I didn’t have to ask because I saw it in her eyes. She looked happy. This must have been her dream for a long time, not seeing her parents at each other’s throats.

Willa gave me a questioning look, sitting next to Dad.

I slightly shook my head and smiled.

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