Then six months after he and Glory had been living together, a miracle happened. He’d received the phone call he’d never thought he’d get from a woman he’d thought had died long ago.
The front door of the villa opened and Glory shifted their son in her arms, before taking Castor’s hand. And like it had a year ago, he felt her love and strength flow into him, settling him.
‘I love you,’ he said softly.
She smiled. ‘I love you too.’
Then the door opened and a young woman came in. A young woman he’d last seen as a girl, looking at the kittens in a pet store.
A young woman who’d been lost for twenty years and now was found.
Ismena. And she was home.
All Castor’s doubts left him.
‘Izzy!’ he said.
And opened his arms.