Chapter Three Hundred and Eighty Two
Emma was beginning to feel out of place.
They walked into the kitchen. A beautiful woman with a perfectly coiffed bob looked up from the food she had been stirring. "Sweetheart" she said as she stretched her hands towards Daniel and he came forward to give her a hug. The sense of calm that always settled on him when he was with his family wrapped around him like a warm embrace.
Though his mother and sister had lived in the house for only four years, it was home because they were there.
His mother might have initially balked at him purchasing this home for her and Alexa in one of the wealthiest neighborhoods, but there had never been any doubt about how much she adored the airy, state of the art kitchen. With its wall of windows, restaurant style ranges and cooktops, Lana had instantly fallen in love.
And it was in this room that he usually found her.
Like now.