The family of Three

Throughout the journey home, Roseanne and Leon stuck to each other, their tears flowing silently as they held on tight. Though Nicholas’s eyes were filled with unshed tears, he focused on the road, his hands gripping the steering wheel.

When they finally reached home, the emptiness hit them all at once. The house was once filled with Coco's laughter and now it felt sadly quiet. The memories of her presence seemed to haunt every corner. Even the staff, who had cared for the children with such love, moved quietly, their eyes red from crying.

Ellora and Nikolai had wanted to be there, to support their family through this heartbreaking time, but Nicholas insisted they stay in California.

As they stepped inside, Leon’s small voice broke the silence. “Mommy,” he added, “Dad.”

Nicholas and Roseanne looked at him as he said. “I know you’re both hurting,” Leon continued, “And I know you want to rest. But I need to talk to you both. Can I? It might hurt, but I need to say it.”

Nicholas knelt