Madison’s POV
It was a warm day, the sun was setting now, casting a warm golden hue over the forest around our building. It is a private five-bedroom apartment in the best of the area, surrounded by tall trees and a quiet stream flowing through.
The air was crisp, filled with the earthy scent of pine and the distant chirping of birds.
I leaned against the rocking chair placed on our front porch, a small smile playing on my lips as I thought about the events of the past few weeks and as I watched the men in my life discussing just a distance away from the porch.
After everything we had been through, Rowan and I were finally finding our way to peace and happiness. The closure we got after the ceremony to honor my mom was refreshing and each day brought us closer together.
But today, so
