"Dad!" Sonny shouted excitedly as he spotted Hank and ran toward him.

Hank quickly stepped forward, scooping Sonny up in his arms. He peppered Sonny's face with kisses, rubbing their cheeks together in a playful show of affection. To anyone watching, it seemed like the two shared a close and loving bond.

In truth, Hank had been making an effort to be a better father lately.

After a few moments of father-son affection, Liberty approached, pushing Duncan in his wheelchair.

Hank's gaze lingered on Liberty. Her complexion was glowing, her features softened by a gentle smile that hinted at her happiness. There was no trace of the tension or resentment she once carried. She radiated contentment, and Hank couldn't help but notice. Last night had been her wedding night, and it showed.

"I'm sorry, Liberty," Hank said, his tone unusually apologetic. "I asked you to bring

showed up, and

Liberty replied, her tone calm. "It was

handed Hank Sonny's small suitcase, packed with clothes and toys for his visit, and passed over three neatly

"I'll come back in two days to pick him up. Just bring him to the

now stronger than before, Liberty still worried. The

just fine. He's my son-my only child. If I don't protect him, who

used to fight, he'd always blamed Liberty for not teaching Sonny better, completely

frequently snatched Sonny's toys, and while Sonny wasn't one to back down, he often ended up crying when the adults took

and Hank, with arguments breaking out

gesture with a

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