Lucas ended things with Rose quietly. There were no tears, just understanding. She had once been his girlfriend—now, impossibly, she was his adopted sister. Life had redrawn the lines around them, and they both honored it. What remained was a bond stronger than romance: truth, survival, and a deep, strange kind of love.
He didn’t choose one family over the other. He never could. And he didn’t have to. Holidays became shared. Photos, reprinted. Memories, re-threaded across tables and years. Lucas Harrigan—once lost on a gangway—had found not just his past, but a new kind of future. One stitched together by two homes, and a heart that knew how to carry both