The adults were left standing in silence.
A Different Kind of Decision
Marisol discreetly wiped at her eyes.
“You don’t have to do this, sir.”
“I’m not doing anything extraordinary,” Ashton replied. “I’m realizing I should have been paying attention sooner.”
She hesitated before speaking again.
“My rent is behind. The school keeps sending notices. I… I didn’t know what else to do.”
Ashton glanced toward Daniel, who respectfully lowered his gaze.
At the far edge of the property stood a small guest cottage, empty for years.
The idea formed quickly—and felt undeniably right.
“There’s a cottage at the back of the grounds,” Ashton said. “It’s been vacant. You and Oliver can live there. No rent. And starting tomorrow, your salary will double.”
Marisol took a step back.
“I can’t accept that. It’s too much.”
“It isn’t,” he answered firmly. “It’s long overdue.”
Daniel cleared his throat.
“I’ll help get the place ready this weekend.”
Marisol’s eyes filled again—but this time, there was no shame in them. Only relief.
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