Aliana’s POV

The sun hung high over the estate, casting a warm glow through the wide-open terrace doors. The salty breeze from the ocean mixed with the sweet aroma of fresh fruit from the kitchen. The house felt quiet today, but not in a lonely way—just peaceful.

Riley, Valentina, and Evelyn had all left early that morning, heading back to their lives, their businesses, their responsibilities. I hugged each of them tightly, grateful for their presence. They were more than friends to me now—they were sisters, bound by a world none of us had chosen but had all learned to survive in.

Now, it was just me, Mercy, and Sandy....