Charmaine's POV
Walking hand in hand with Luca to Lily's school is a surprisingly pleasant experience. I won't deny it – the warmth of his hand wrapped around mine feels comforting, like a missing piece I never knew I had. The gentle pressure of his fingers intertwined with mine is reassuring, and I find myself relaxing into the touch.
The evening sun casts a warm orange glow over the streets, illuminating the tranquil atmosphere. Couples stroll hand in hand, mothers walk with their daughters, and some people sit alone, lost in thought. The air is filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers and the distant sound of children's laughter. It's a peaceful scene, one that I'm grateful to be a part of.
I glance around, noticing that most pack members are indoors, escaping the fading light
