Friend's widow

Years ago, before I moved away, I was a groomsman at my best friend's wedding. I then moved away and lost contact mainly due my travelling and him moving away also. My career going great I wasn't in any relationship, finally I heard thru another friend my friend had died in a car accident 2023. Nothing about his wife or if he'd children, I was returning home finalize my mother's estate March 2024. Once finalized I would return where I'd a home and good career and enjoyed my life there. My mother's home was sold quickly, and her belonging were either sold or given to her friends. Now alone except for a couple relatives I hadn't kept in touch with, and we were never close anyway. I was standing inline waiting and saw a woman with a young girl about 10. The woman looked very familiar, she saw me looking at her. She'd been looking at old wedding photos that very morning. I hadn't changed at all that much, so she recognized me. She had changed her color which threw me off, I think. She was blonde at her wedding and was now brunette her natural color. Anyway, she approached asked how I was doing by name, once I knew who she was we made plans to have dinner together at her rented home. The dinner was nice, and I found out she and her daughter were struggling due the loans she had to pay off after her husband's death. Highly leveraged before his death with house, cars and business loans. Paid off left them struggling pay to paycheck, I thought I should try and help. But unsure what I could do, both her and her daughter were very interested in my living in Europe they dreamed to at least visit. The history and the culture along with everything being better their words not mine. The next day I got an idea, not thinking thru much at all. I was entitled to an office assistant, I thought if I offered her the job, she and her daughter, could experience their dream. Stay with me until they were comfortable enough to find their own place. As I said I hadn't thought it thru much, I made the offer, and they were shocked at first. But didn't refuse outright, I gave them time to think it thru. Not really expecting them to agree, anyway they decided why not give it a try. At least they can cross it off their to do list, so I started to arrange everything for them, I'd to go back home as I called where I lived. But as it would take a month to finalize their passports, visas and any personal details. I returned several before we were to fly out together. I'd told them the language would be much of a hassle as most people spoke English as a second language. My new assistant had done French at high school and had kept up learning it and so could make herself known at least. The daughter was studying it at her former school until she had to move to public school due to her father's death. Once we arrived, they were awe struck and were blown away my home was built in the 14th century, those modernized quite bit now. The daughter would start at the nearest school a private school, I would pay till they were ready to start their new lives on their own. Over the next couple of months my assistant and I became closer and finally became lovers, not planned by me, just how it worked out. But I'm very glad it did, we married last month and trying to start our family, I'm in the process of adopting her daughter. The stress of their lives greatly reduced, even if we didn't marry, they had no intent to return home. They really love it here, saying it's better than they'd dreamt it was.