Chapter 23: Sterling?
The living room was warm, the soft glow of the lamps casting long shadows across the walls. The twins were giggling over a board game on the carpet while Elena folded clothes on the couch.
Miles stepped in, already dressed—black jeans, fitted dark jacket, clean boots. His presence, as always, quiet but commanding.
"Mom," he said casually, "I won’t be having dinner here tonight."
Elena looked up, surprised for a second. "Where are you going?"
"I’m going out with some friends from college," Miles replied. His tone was light, but his eyes betrayed a deeper intention he didn’t speak aloud.
Elena’s surprise turned into a soft smile. "Out with friends, hmm? That’s nice."
She walked over and gently fixed the collar of his jacket. "I’m glad you’re settling in... making space for a normal life."
Miles gave a faint smile.
"Alright, my son. Enjoy. Don’t stay out too late," she added warmly.
Miles gave a small wave, his footsteps quiet as he moved to the door. "I won’t. Lock the doors after me."
"Always," Elena replied.