The next day, just after lunch, Cassidy moved into her new apartment. It wasn't the kind of flashy, ultra-luxury place she used to live in after the divorce. But it was big enough, bright, and quiet—exactly what she wanted. What they needed. Just her, Claire, and Clara.
She didn't want a home that screamed money. She wanted one that felt like theirs.
Back in Switzerland, they lived simply. Peacefully. And that's the kind of life she wanted Claire to remember—something grounded. Normal. Real.
As soon as they stepped inside, Claire ran around the apartment with excitement, peeking into every room.
Cass smiled, setting her purse down. "So… what do you think?"
Claire stopped, her eyes wide. "Is this our new house?"
"Our new home," Cass corrected gently. "Do you like it?"
Claire nodded, but her smile started to fade. "What about our house in Switzerland? Are we going back?"
Cass crouched in front of her. "Not for a while, sweetheart. We're going to stay here now."
"Why?"
