Chapter 10 - The Horizon of Forever
Four months later, the private maternity suite at Mercy Memorial Hospital—the very hospital whose name had been used on a fake death certificate months ago—was filled with the soft, sweet scent of baby shampoo and fresh white lilies.
Grant sat in an armchair beside the hospital bed, cradling a tiny, swaddled bundle against his broad chest.
The baby had a tuft of dark hair and gray-blue eyes that blinked sleepily at the overhead lights.
Jolene sat propped up against the pillows, looking tired, pale, but radiant with a deep, unbreakable joy. She watched Grant look down at their son with an expression of such fierce, unfiltered devotion that her throat tightened with emotion.
"Have you decided on a name?" Jolene asked softly, reaching out to stroke the baby's tiny cheek.
Grant looked up from the infant, meeting Jolene's eyes. He smiled—a rare, brilliant smile that transformed his rugged face completely.
"Ethan," Grant said, his voice thick with emotion. "Ethan Holloway."
Jolene nodded, her eyes shining with unshed tears. "Ethan. It's perfect."
Grant leaned over the bed, carefully settling the sleeping newborn into the bassinet next to Jolene before sitting on the mattress and pulling her into his arms. She rested her head against his shoulders, feeling the steady, powerful beat of his heart.
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They had survived the lies, the betrayal, the fake graves, and the dark, violent underworld that had tried to swallow them whole. They had fought their way back from the grave, not with weapons or bloodshed, but with resilience, patience, an unyielding love, and a truth that no syndicate could ever rewrite.
Outside the hospital window, the Savannah sun broke through the afternoon clouds, casting a golden, brilliant light across the river and the sprawling skyline of the city. They are now ruled together—not as prisoners of the past, but as masters of their own destiny.
