Robert cleared his throat, searching for the right words to convey the turmoil of emotions swirling within him. “I, uh, didn’t expect this,” he admitted, gesturing awkwardly at the flourishing homestead. “You’ve done well.”

Jason nodded, acknowledging the unspoken apology in his father’s words. “We’re happy here, Dad. Emily and I have built a life that matters to us.”

Robert glanced at Emily, who had joined Jason’s side. Her presence radiated warmth and kindness, qualities he had underestimated. She extended a welcoming hand, her smile genuine. “Would you like to join us for lunch? We’d love for you to meet your grandchildren properly.”