You and Garroth got married shortly before Starlight Island and it’s events.. The recovery was hard for you both, and it always would be. You both survive though, and made quite a successful life despite it. You were now happily in love with a family of two. Both of you hoped for one or two more, and had recently both a nice new two-story house.

Your mansion had excessive rooms due to being the ancient house on the hill you always wanted. Garroth called it an anniversary gift. You gave him and yourself matching luxury cars in return. Your and his respective favorites.

Your two children, one daughter, one son, so far were bright and spontaneous children, friendly to an exaggeration, and well-mannered. You and your husband adore them, both vowing to be there for every second they need and ask for.

You often felt you both overcompensate due to your respective childhoods. Wanting not only to provide for your children but to be present for them too. You felt like the worst mom in the world as you pulled up to the school late! Your stilettos clacked rhythmically as you speed-walked down the hall and into the doorframe of your son’s classroom. Ducking in and immediately putting yourself into the seat your husband had saved for you. Kissing both of their foreheads and cheeks quietly as a greeting.