The scream tore through the marble foyer so sharply that Liana Graves dropped the stack of folded linens in her hands.

Two months later.

The Varric estate in Illinois was bathed in warm, golden spring sunshine.

The dark, gloomy atmosphere that had hung over the mansion for years was completely gone. The grand marble foyer was filled with colorful toys, soft rugs, and the sound of pure, endless joy.

Julian and Dr. Vance were currently facing multiple federal charges of kidnapping, fraud, and attempted murder, guaranteeing they would spend the rest of their natural lives behind bars.

In the sunlit nursery upstairs, two cribs stood side-by-side near the window.

In one crib lay little Nico—healthy, energetic, and laughing happily as he kicked his legs. In the adjacent crib lay baby Leo—Matteo's biological son—whose blood condition had been completely cured thanks to advanced gene therapy treatments supervised by the country's top specialists.

Liana sat on a comfortable rocking chair between the cribs, reading a picture book to both boys. She no longer wore a red maid uniform; she wore a soft yellow sundress, her hair flowing freely over her shoulders, her face glowing with peace and happiness.

The nursery door opened softly, and Matteo walked in.

He wore a simple white shirt and dark trousers, looking relaxed, healthy, and completely transformed.

He walked over to Liana’s chair, leaning down to kiss her forehead before looking down at both of their sons.

"They just finished their afternoon bottles," Liana smiled, looking up at him. "Both of them fell asleep for about ten minutes before deciding they wanted another story."

Matteo laughed softly, sitting on the wide armrest of her rocking chair and wrapping his arm around her shoulders.

"How are you feeling, Liana?" Matteo asked softly, his fingers gently playing with a lock of her hair.

"I feel... complete," Liana answered honestly, resting her head against his chest. "I lost my baby in that dark hospital, but God brought him back to me... and gave me another son to love too."

Matteo lifted her chin gently, making her look into his eyes.

"You gave me back my life, Liana," Matteo whispered, his voice thick with raw emotion. "When Clara died, I thought my heart was buried forever. But watching you fight for these boys... watching you love them... you showed me what a real family means."

Liana’s heart fluttered warmly as she looked into the face of the man who had become her protector, her partner, and her true love.

"I love you, Matteo," she whispered.