The morning rain had stopped, leaving the city washed clean and shining. ColeTech's glass walls glimmered under the soft sun as employees hurried in, coffee cups in hand, voices light with the rhythm of a company finally at peace.
Inside, Adrian was in a meeting when the front desk called up. "Sir, there's someone here asking for Miss Blackwood. She says it's personal."
Adrian frowned. "What's her name?"
A pause. Then, quietly: "Luna Blackwood."
For a moment, the world seemed to still.
He didn't answer right away. He just stared at the papers in front of him , quarterly reports, investment projections, all suddenly meaningless. After a beat, he said, "Send her up."
Lila was in her office when the knock came.
"Come in," she said absently, eyes still on her laptop.
The door opened. And for a heartbeat, everything stopped.
Luna stood there.
Her hair was shorter now, her once-polished look replaced with something softer , jeans, a cream blouse, no makeup except for the faint tint on her lips. She looked like herself and not herself all at once.
"Hey," Luna said quietly.
Lila's breath caught. "You… you're here."
"I wasn't sure I should be,"Luna said, stepping in slowly. "But I had to see you,I missed you."
Lila stood up, her throat tight. "You could've called."
"I know," Luna said. "But I didn't think you'd answer."
Silence stretched between them. Months of anger, guilt, love, and loss pressed heavy in the air.
Finally, Lila crossed the room and pulled her sister into a hug. It wasn't gentle ,it was desperate, trembling, real. Luna froze for a second before melting into it, her eyes stinging.
"I missed you too," Lila whispered.
"I don't deserve that," Luna said, her voice breaking.
"Maybe not,"Lila said softly, pulling back to look at her. "But I missed you anyway."
They sat together for hours, talking about everything and nothing. Luna told her about the quiet coastal town she'd been living in , the small bookstore where she worked, the morning walks, the way no one there knew her name.
"It was strange,"she said, staring out the window. "I thought revenge would make me feel powerful. But peace… peace feels better."
Lila smiled faintly. "You sound like you've grown up."
Luna let out a small laugh. "Maybe I finally have."
Then her smile faded. "I came because I want to make things right. Not just between us ,with the company too. There's something you and Adrian need to see."
Lila frowned. "What do you mean?"
Luna slid a folder across the desk. Inside were documents , old contracts, hidden files, proof of transactions their father had made under shell companies years ago.
"I found these in one of Dad's old storage units. He had people covering his tracks even after the investigation. If we don't deal with this now, it'll come back to destroy everything you've rebuilt."
Lila stared at the papers, her chest tight. "You could've just sent this."
"I didn't want to hide again," Luna said simply. "I wanted to face it."
That afternoon, Adrian called a private meeting in his office with both sisters.
It was the first time they had all been in the same room since everything fell apart. The air was thick with memory , betrayal, heartbreak, unfinished forgiveness.
Luna stood by the door while Adrian studied the documents. He didn't speak for a long time. Finally, he set the folder down and looked up.
"This could've ruined us," he said quietly.
"I know," Luna said.
"And you came back anyway?"
"Yes."
Adrian leaned back in his chair, watching her. "Why?"
"Because I didn't want to run anymore," she said. "I've been hiding for months, but every day I woke up thinking about the mess I made here. I can't change what I did, but I can clean up what he left behind."
Her voice wavered slightly at the end.
Adrian studied her for a long time before finally nodding. "Then let's fix it."
Luna blinked. "You're… not angry?"
"I was," he admitted. "For a long time. But being angry kept me stuck. You took responsibility , that's more than most people ever do."
For a moment, she didn't know what to say.
Lila smiled softly from across the table. "He's changed, you know."
Adrian chuckled lightly. "Maybe you both changed me."
Luna exhaled, a small laugh breaking through her nerves. "I'll take partial credit for that."
The tension in the room finally began to ease.
Over the next few weeks, the three of them worked quietly behind the scenes. Luna helped the legal team trace and dissolve her father's hidden accounts, returning stolen assets to their rightful place. The board was skeptical at first , some didn't trust her, others didn't want her near the company again , but her determination won them over.
She didn't ask for forgiveness or praise. She just worked.
One evening, as she packed up files from the conference room, Lila walked in.
"You've been here late every night," Lila said. "Trying to prove something?"
"Trying to restore everything to it's rightful position," Luna said simply.
Lila leaned against the doorframe, watching her sister. "You already have."
Luna smiled faintly. "You sound like Mom."
Lila laughed. "She'd probably say we both drove her insane."
"She wasn't wrong,"Luna said, and for the first time in months, they both laughed , a real laugh, one that reached their eyes.
A week later, after the last legal case was closed, Luna stood on the rooftop terrace at sunset. The city spread out before her, golden and endless.
Adrian joined her quietly. "You did good work."
She glanced at him. "So did you. You didn't have to let me."
"I didn't do it for you,"he said. "did it for her." He nodded toward Lila's office below.
Luna smiled faintly. "She's lucky to have you."she said knowing he feel for her first but her strong hunger for revenge shocked him out of it.
"No," he said softly. "I'm lucky she stayed."
For a while, they stood in silence, watching the light fade.
"Adrian," Luna said finally, her tone gentle. "I know I can't undo what I did. But thank you… for not hating me."
He turned to her, his expression calm. "Hate doesn't fix anything. And maybe that's the one thing we all had to learn."
She nodded slowly, her eyes glistening. "You're right."
Later that night, Lila found Luna sitting by the fountain in the courtyard, her bags beside her.
"You're leaving again," Lila said quietly.
Luna nodded. "I have to. There's a small foundation I want to join , they help women start over after bad choices. Seems fitting."
Lila's lips trembled in a smile. "You always find a way to make an exit dramatic."
Luna laughed softly, then stood up and pulled her sister into another hug. This time, it wasn't desperate , it was calm. Whole.
"Promise me one thing," Luna whispered. "Don't stop living just because you're afraid something will break again."
"I won't," Lila said, her voice thick. "Just promise me you'll keep in touch this time."
Luna smiled. "I will."
They stood there for a long moment before Luna pulled away.
As she walked toward the car waiting by the curb, the city lights caught her hair, turning it gold in the night. For the first time, she wasn't running , she was simply moving forward.
Lila watched her go, tears in her eyes but peace in her heart.
Sometimes forgiveness didn't come in grand gestures or perfect words. Sometimes it was just letting someone walk away without bitterness , trusting that love, in its own quiet way, would keep finding them.