As the fire consumed the papers, Aurora wrapped her arms around her husband and quietly began to cry.

It wasn't sadness.

It was relief.

Relief from realizing that after so many years, everything had finally been resolved once and for all.

“Let's go get ready. Eloá's party starts soon,” Noah said as the ashes began drifting away in the wind.

“Of course. Let's go. Today is a day for celebration. We have every reason to be happy.”

As they walked toward the house, Noah suddenly stopped and slapped