The Willett Legacy

The update is done guys but just to share a bit of news on Rafael whose living a very chill life! He and Bennett had a little baby boy named Tucker 🥹🥰 Their little family is now complete 💙 #ValGen3 #TheSims4

The twins adored their great-grandfather. Sometimes Sora would demand his attention,while Kai simply stand beside him,watching quietly,content just to be near. In those moments,Val would catch herself looking at them and feel something close to peace. She wasn’t truly alone. Not with them. #ValGen3

“Maybe it’s a new design,” Val shot back, smirking, flipping the piece anyway. “You think you funny.” But his smile betrayed him, and Val couldn’t help but grin, even as the twins ran wild around them. #ValGen3 #TheSims4

Afternoons drifted into puzzles on the back patio. Val never cared much for them—she didn’t have the patience—but she sat across from Darnell anyway, sorting pieces and pretending she was invested. “You puttin’ that piece in upside down,” he said one evening, squinting at her attempt. #ValGen3

Their bickering filled the house with a kind of warmth Val hadn’t realized she was starving for. Sometimes she even laughed so hard she forgot, for a second, the hollow ache of X’s absence. #ValGen3 #TheSims4

“I am listening,” Val drawled, half amused, half annoyed. “You're not,” he huffed, shaking his head. “Your grandma would roll in her grave if she saw you treatin’ my recipe like this.” Val snorted, finally putting the phone aside. “Then you do it. You’re the chef here.” #ValGen3 #TheSims4

Her days found a rhythm. With the twins at preschool, Val lingered in the kitchen, leaning against the counter with her phone in hand while Darnell barked out instructions. “Girl, are you even listening? That dough ain’t gonna make itself,” he scolded, while she smirked over her screen. #ValGen3

It was true. Since Ria’s passing, Darnell had been in his big,empty house. Val couldn’t stand the thought of him being lonely, so she’d asked him to move in. She’d told him it was for his sake, but really,it was for hers. Having Darnell under the same roof soothed something deep inside her. #ValGen3

“I hate that you’re alone at home. I want to be next to you,” X would add, voice low, aching. And she always gave the same answer. Soft, steady, honest. “I’m not alone. But I can’t wait for you to be here.” #ValGen3 #TheSims4

Val would smile, press the phone tighter against her ear. 'They’re not going to let a gang leader walk out so soon,' she’d think, but never say it aloud. Instead, she let herself melt into the sound of him. #ValGen3 #TheSims4

The phone calls never lasted long, but they were enough to carry Val through the day. X’s voice always came with a smile she could hear, a confidence that warmed her chest even when the nights felt cold. “I’m working on getting out soon, don’t worry,” he’d say, as if it was that easy. #ValGen3

The twins were only toddlers. They wouldn’t understand bars and betrayal, prisons and gang wars. So Val did what she always did. She spun stories. She protected them. And prayed she could keep it up until they were old enough to learn the truth. #ValGen3 #TheSims4

Sora giggled, clapping her hands at the story. The sound was like sunlight. Finally, she picked up her spoon and began to eat, satisfied. Val sat across from her, heart aching as she watched her daughter chew happily. The lie burned in her mouth, but what choice did she have? #ValGen3 #TheSims4

Val froze. Every time, it was like being stabbed. Her throat tightened, but she forced a smile. “Daddy’s on a long trip, baby. He’s fighting dragons and trolls, doing everything he can to come home and save the princess.” #ValGen3 #TheSims4

She set Sora in her high chair and poured her some cereal. The little girl didn’t touch it at first, just stared at her mother with wide eyes. “Princess, here’s your food,” Val coaxed. “Aren’t you gonna eat?” Instead, Sora asked the question that always gutted her. “Daddy come home soon?” #ValGen3

“Alright, come on,” Val murmured, scooping her daughter into her arms. She held her close all the way to the bathroom, watching as Sora sat with all the confidence of a big girl. When it was over, Sora hopped down. “Snack time now!” Val chuckled. “Of course. Knew this was coming.” #ValGen3

But then every night, while she was trying to catch some much needed sleep, a soft cry split the night. Then louder. “Mommyyyy! Mommyyyy!” Val groaned, exhaustion clawing at her bones. Sora stood in the doorway, hair messy, little fists rubbing her eyes. #ValGen3 #TheSims4

By the time she made it home, the twins were always asleep. Still, Val never skipped her ritual. She crept into their room, leaned over their small beds, and tucked the blankets tighter around them. She kissed their foreheads, whispering goodnight even though they couldn’t hear. #ValGen3 #TheSims4

"Let him think it’s Victor, or some ghost of X still pulling strings. The longer he underestimates me, the harder it’ll hit when I take his empire apart.” Silence settled in the room, heavy and electric. Even Gia, usually quick with a quip, only smirked and nodded, proud of Val. #ValGen3 #TheSims4

Val stood, palms pressing into the table, eyes locked on every face in the room. “We’ve taken out Mathew. We’ve crippled their men. And still Judah hasn’t figured out who’s running this ship.” She leaned forward, voice low and certain. “Which is exactly how I want it." #ValGen3 #TheSims4

Victor entered quietly. “Updates. La Cosa Simstra’s trying to move more weight through San Myshuno. They’re nervous.” Gia lounged on the couch, legs crossed, her leather jacket creaking as she shifted. “Let them be nervous. They should be.” #ValGen3 #TheSims4

She tilted her head, smirking. “You doubting me?” “No,” he said honestly. “Just never doubted him either. You’re both… dangerous in your own ways.” #ValGen3 #TheSims4