After receiving a small inheritance, Adam had secretly begun renovating a countryside cottage Celia once said she loved. The trunk contents were just tools and debris from the renovation. He had planned to reveal the finished house as a retirement gift. A month later, Adam led her to the completed home. Their family laughed inside. Celia wept—not from fear, but from love.
What began as suspicion ended in renewal. Adam had given her more than a house—he restored her faith in love, built not just with bricks, but with care, memory, and intention.
