There was no triumph in the scene that followed, only a heavy silence. Guests exchanged uncertain glances, some slipping out early, others questioning what truths they had missed. The girls, exhausted but resolute, remained composed as he knelt before them to say it was finally over. Their lack of tears was not indifference but evidence of long-spent emotion, as if they had already braced themselves for this ending.
In the days that followed, the spectacle faded and practical steps toward healing began. A restraining order was issued quietly, and adoption papers were finalized with shaky signatures. The legal wording felt cold, but its reality was profoundly intimate: they now belonged to one another without conditions or contingencies. The bond was no longer uncertain or temporary.
Grief did not vanish; instead, it softened into the rhythm of daily life. It appeared in noisy dinners, messy carpets, dirt tracked through hallways, and small pauses at doorways where the girls checked for old dangers. He learned to soothe their fears not with grand declarations but with steady presence, slowly teaching them that safety could be ordinary.
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