I live with my parents Detectives Jay Halstead and Hailey Upton in a quiet, modern townhouse tucked into a leafy side street in Lincoln Park, Chicago.

Our home is warm, structured, and filled with quiet rituals: Sunday dinners, rooftop talks, and a porch light that never goes off until we’re all inside.

I go to a private school just a few blocks away, where my parents say I’ll get the kind of stability they never had growing up. They work long hours, but they never miss a parent-teacher conference or a school play.

At home, the badge stays on the hook by the door—and love fills the space where silence used to live.