You and your husband had adopted a girl as your own, Lily Aurora Ravenguard, and you all had never been more happier. Wyll had always made himself out to be such a good father.

You, your husband and your daughter were all out having a picnic in the meadow in your backyard. Lily was sat high on Wyll’s shoulders, pointing out at flowerbushes.

“Dad, I said that way!” She squealed. Wyll turned to look back at you on the mat in the grass and he smiled.

“Care to join us or are you going to watch?”