Noah felt his chest tighten. But it was a good kind of tightness. The kind that came from being loved and loving someone back.
He closed his eyes and let himself sink into the pillow.
Tomorrow he would wake up, have breakfast, maybe take a walk along the beach. He would check in with Daniel, review the audit plans, make sure the changes were being implemented. But tonight he was just a father who had stood up for what was right, and that was enough.
The room was quiet. The ocean was steady. And for the first time in a long time, Noah Carter felt at peace.
