In those quiet moments, I whispered vows to them, promises of protection and a life built on the foundation of love, not fear. Derek’s storm had battered me, but it hadn’t broken me. I was still standing, ready to build a sanctuary for my children—a place where they’d know nothing but warmth and safety.

As I cradled them close, I realized that this was more than just a new chapter. It was a whole new book, and I was determined to write it with all the strength and love I possessed.