Chapter 120 - It’s our best home.

The peace was a living thing. It grew in the garden Seo-jun tended with a quiet devotion, and it echoed in the halls of the house they had built, a structure that felt less like a building and more like a living, breathing extension of their family. For Min Jae, the rhythm of the island life was no longer a novelty but the very beat of his heart. The frantic, high-stakes tempo of his old life felt like a story someone else had told him, a faint and fading nightmare.