~Zayn's POV~
"We grew from our broken pieces into something stronger, something real… something worth holding onto. The world should see that, see how far love can take two people who refuse to give up on each other."
I told him he had my blessing to plan whatever he dreamed of. While he worked on the grand event, my father was finally cleared for discharge. For the first time in two decades, Liana and I stepped foot inside our father's mansion.
The house was breathtakingly beautiful, but as we walked through the silent, vaulted halls, I realized how empty it felt. It looked lonely, a reflection of the man who had lived there in isolation for so long.
After we finally settled him into his bedroom, I couldn't keep the silence anymore. I looked around the pristine, cold space and asked, "Dad, you mentioned your pets and your life here... but why is it so empty? Where is everyone? What about your wi—"
