Chapter 812 Dust and Rebirth

The rain that had threatened Yeringham all afternoon finally broke, lashing against the windows of the small, family-owned restaurant where the Lowes had sought refuge. Inside, the atmosphere was a stark contrast to the storm raging without. Tommy Lowe, perched on a booster seat, giggled as he meticulously arranged french fries into a log cabin on his plate. Across the table, Ryder watched him, a soft, genuine smile gracing his lips—a sight that had become more frequent since Tia entered their...