C64 The Visitor

Six months of marriage had flown by like a dream.

Isabella woke each morning to Damien's arms wrapped around her, to Lucas's laughter echoing through the house, to the simple joy of being loved. She had never expected to be this happy. Had never allowed herself to imagine a future so bright.

But here she was. And she was grateful every single day.

"Mommy!" Lucas burst into the bedroom