Emma looked at him.
“Home?”
Daniel nodded.
“To my house.”
She hesitated.
“You don’t have to do this.”
Daniel shook his head.
“Yes, I do.”
He looked back at the boys.
“I missed five years.”
His voice grew quiet but determined.
“I’m not missing another day.”
Emma’s eyes filled with tears.
For the first time in years, hope flickered in her heart.
And Daniel silently made himself a promise.
No matter how much it cost.
No matter how long it took.
He would make up for every moment he had lost with his sons.
Because sometimes, life gives you a second chance.
And this time—
Daniel Hartwell was not walking away.
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