Meeting Harold

As Lydia and Arthur walked back into the house, the tension in the room was palpable but slightly softened. Lydia's expression was subdued but resolute, and Arthur's was carefully neutral, offering an unspoken olive branch.

"We should head back soon," Arthur said, his tone calm and non-confrontational. "But if you need anything, don't hesitate to call us."

Lydia glanced at Jerica, her eyes filled with unspoken emotions. "I meant what I said," she added, her voice softer but no less determined. "I'll do whatever it takes."

The next week passed in a mix of subtle progress and tentative hope. Jared and Jerica stayed at the ranch house, taking time to settle into the environment and adapt to the shifting dynamics with her biological parents. She called them, once every two days and she didn't know what to say.