It Was Never a Gift

He simply showed up, did the work, and stepped back.

And watching him pull that nursery door shut in the dark so she could sleep, Adele understood that she had spent her whole life mistaking the loud kind of power for the only kind, when the rarer and better sort had been quiet all along — the sort her grandmother had, the sort that protects without needing to be thanked, the sort that had been trying to reach her, across that whole cold house, for as long as she could remember.

Chapter 19 — It Was Never a Gift

Months later, Leopold and Ingrid formally requested to meet Finn — only after they had lost complete control of the company.

Not when he was born.

Not when he had colic.