Chapter 68. The Weight of Healing

The days after that their night together settled into something that finally felt normal.

As normal as a relationship between four people could be.

The house was alive with blissful domesticity again. Beck complained about everything from burnt toast to early alarms. Jared had finally relaxed and started smiling real smiles that reached his eyes. Myla filled the spaces between them with quiet laughter, soft touches, and her warm, calm voice that seemed to hold the entire house steady.

Hayden’s recovery had become the center of their rhythm, even Jared and Beck started working more from home.

Every morning, Hayden worked through his therapy in the gym they’d built just off the garden wing. It was large, bright, and full of high-end equipment of Jared’s choosing.

Beck had installed the pull-up bars and parallel rails himself , and even though he spent the entire process muttering about how much he hated manual labor the entire time, they all knew he