It wasn’t long before they reached the house, a charming structure with ivy climbing the walls and a porch that overlooked the sprawling landscape. Margaret couldn’t help but marvel at the view, her eyes wide with wonder.

“Come, let me show you around,” Thomas offered, leading her inside. The interior of the farmhouse was cozy and inviting, filled with the warmth of a home well-lived. As they toured the rooms, Margaret noticed photographs adorning the walls—pictures of the Brennan family, snapshots of celebrations and everyday moments that spoke of love and belonging.

Finally, they reached a room that Thomas explained would be hers. It was simple but comfortable, with a window that overlooked a lush garden. Margaret set her suitcase down, taking in the space that would now be hers.