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Author: M.U.D
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The peaceful hum of normalcy that had settled over the Callahan mansion was a welcome relief, a gentle reward for the long, hard battle they had all fought. The legal battles were over, the ghosts of the past were gone, and the future was a clean, blank canvas. The family holiday was a beautiful, profound testament to the life Caleb and Diana had built, and now, they were back home, ready to live every single moment of it to the fullest.

The days that followed were a blur of love and a quiet, profound joy. The mansion, once filled with the tension of a looming war, was now a peaceful sanctuary, filled with the soft, gentle sounds of a new family. Caleb and Diana had a new life, a new family, a new hope.

Their mornings were a beautiful, chaotic dance of love and laughter. Caleb, a man who had once been a CEO, a man who had fought a war, was now a man who was a father, a man who was a husband, a man who was a partner in a new, beautiful kind of life. He would get up in the middle of th
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    The mansion had never been so full, and yet, so unbearably empty.It had been only three days since the accident, three days since the news clawed through every newspaper headline, broadcast, and whispering corridor of the city. And now the Callahan estate, a fortress of power and legacy, was dressed in black.Velvet drapes had been drawn. Chandeliers dimmed. Staff moved silently in mourning attire, their steps light as though afraid to disturb the grief that hung over every room. Outside, the gates were swarmed with reporters, cameras flashing like lightning as guards fought to keep them at bay.Inside, Caleb stood in his father’s study, staring at the chair that would forever remain empty. The scent of Mr. Callahan’s cologne still lingered faintly in the air, and Caleb found himself gripping the back of the chair as though holding on to his father’s presence.Diana entered quietly, her black gown flowing like a shadow across the polished fl

  • 151

    The night carried a silence too heavy to be natural.Caleb sat alone in the study, shadows crawling across the floor from the dying fire. He hadn’t spoken since the police had left, since Mr. Richard’s trembling voice had broken the air with those words he still couldn’t accept:“Burnt… beyond recognition.”The phrase clung to him like ash.He stared at the untouched glass of water on the table, Diana hovering near the door, torn between giving him space and collapsing into his arms. The twins were asleep upstairs—mercifully shielded from the grief crushing the household.Then came the knock. Sharp. Insistent.It was Mr. Loo. He bowed stiffly, his usually composed face pale. “Sir… it’s everywhere.”Caleb’s brows furrowed. “What’s everywhere?”Without answering, Mr. Loo placed a tablet in his hands. The screen lit up with a Breaking News banner in bold red.[Breaking News Report]"Four bodies were discovered in the wreckage of a luxury car, burnt beyond recognition. Authorities have co

  • 150

    The Callahan estate in the city was unusually quiet that morning. Mr. Callahan sat in his office, staring at the framed picture of Caleb and Diana that rested on his desk. His fingers lingered on the glass as though the photograph itself carried warmth.The old man had lived through decades of ruthless business wars, betrayals, and the cruelty of power, but today his heart was softer. His grandson and granddaughter were celebrating their first birthday, and for the first time in years, he felt the world offering him peace.“Sir?”Mr. Callahan looked up. Daphne stood at the doorway, her dark hair tied neatly, her figure only slightly showing the swell of early pregnancy. Her protective gaze never softened, not even with her condition. Behind her stood Darius—sharp-eyed, calm, with the steady presence of a man who had lived in Caleb’s shadow long enough to be part of him—and KJ, tall and broad-shouldered, the foster brother Caleb had once sworn to protect, now every inch his equal.“The

  • 149

    The days following the arrival of the mysterious letter were marked by an unusual quiet. It was as if the mansion itself had drawn a deep breath and was waiting. Caleb, ever vigilant, found his gaze drifting to the north gates more often than usual. He would stand by the windows, staring into the distance, as if the cold landscape might reveal something hidden, something he was supposed to see.But nothing ever did. The mansion felt peaceful—almost too peaceful. The familiar hum of daily life continued. Diana’s soft laughter echoed as she moved through the house, playing with the twins, while Jasper’s energy filled the space with his never-ending questions.Still, the shadows lingered, in every creak of the old floors, in the whispers of the servants when they thought no one was listening. The letter, now folded neatly in Caleb’s study, seemed to pulse with unanswered questions.One evening, as twilight painted the sky in hues of orange and lavender, the world outside appeared frozen

  • 148

    The mansion was alive with gentle noise. The twins cooed in their crib, their tiny voices rising and falling like music, while Jasper sprawled on the rug in the living room, constructing a castle out of wooden blocks. Caleb leaned against the arm of the sofa, watching him with a faint smile tugging at his lips. Diana sat nearby, rocking one of the babies, her gaze soft as the sunlight spilled through the tall windows.“Jasper,” Caleb said, his voice low and playful, “that tower looks like it’s about to topple.”“No, it won’t!” Jasper insisted, his little hands busy stacking another block on top. “It’s the strongest tower in the world.”“Stronger than me?” Caleb raised a brow.Jasper looked up with a grin. “Almost.”Diana chuckled, shifting the baby in her arms. “Careful, Jasper. Your father doesn’t like being second place.”“I don’t mind,” Caleb replied, reaching over to tug Jasper’s hair gently. “I like that he thinks he ca

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    The peaceful hum of normalcy that had settled over the Callahan mansion was a welcome relief, a gentle reward for the long, hard battle they had all fought. The legal battles were over, the ghosts of the past were gone, and the future was a clean, blank canvas. The family holiday was a beautiful, profound testament to the life Caleb and Diana had built, and now, they were back home, ready to live every single moment of it to the fullest. The days that followed were a blur of love and a quiet, profound joy. The mansion, once filled with the tension of a looming war, was now a peaceful sanctuary, filled with the soft, gentle sounds of a new family. Caleb and Diana had a new life, a new family, a new hope. Their mornings were a beautiful, chaotic dance of love and laughter. Caleb, a man who had once been a CEO, a man who had fought a war, was now a man who was a father, a man who was a husband, a man who was a partner in a new, beautiful kind of life. He would get up in the middle of th

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