Chapter 76 The Last Act

• The countryside estate was vast, nestled between rolling green hills and shrouded in a gentle morning mist. The fresh scent of pine and damp earth lingered in the air as Mariana walked alongside Diego, their hands brushing with every step. This was their sanctuary, the future they had fought for, a place where past wounds could fade into whispers.
• Diego led her toward the west wing, where towering windows framed a breathtaking view of the valley below. “Here,” he murmured, his voice carrying the quiet weight of a dream finally within reach. “I want to turn this into a library. Floor-to-ceiling shelves, a fireplace over there.” He gestured toward the stone wall, a boyish excitement flickering in his eyes.
• Mariana smiled, resting her palm over his hand. “I can already picture it. Late nights reading, you complaining that I keep leaving books everywhere.”