Chapter 339

Ryan’s POV I stared at the array of birthday party catalogs spread across my expansive mahogany desk, watching my six-year-old daughter flip through them with uncharacteristic enthusiasm. Vivian's dark hair fell forward as she leaned in, studying each page with an intensity I rarely saw in her. The afternoon sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows of my office cast a warm glow on her small features, so reminiscent of her mother's. "What about this one, Daddy?" Vivian pointed to an elaborate princess-themed party setup. "Do you think Rancy would like it?" I couldn't help but smile. In the three years since Serena left us, I'd never seen Vivian this invested in anything related to socializing with other children. She'd always been reserved, preferring books and quiet activities to boisterous play. But this friendship with Rancy had sparked something new in her. "Is this party for you or for Rancy?" I asked gently, smoothing back a strand of her hair. Vivian looked up at m