Alaina's POV

I smiled, feeling a surge of inspiration. “Aurora Luna. I love it. It’s poetic, just like this whole journey.”

Mercy grinned broadly. “That’s settled then, for now. We’ll go with Aurora Luna until you’re ready to rebrand or adjust it later.”

Freddy nodded, the tension on his face easing. “It’s perfect because it’s yours. A reflection of who you are and what you stand for.”

I looked around at my team—the man I loved, my steadfast friend, and the little boy who represented our future—and felt a deep sense of purpose.

“This isn’t just a restaurant,” I said softly. “It’s a place where people can come to heal,...