"Oh, Nathan!"
Silver's voice echoed through the hallway, filled with excitement. His eyes sparkled, crinkling at the corners as he beamed.
Like he'd just found treasure.
Nathan's eyes fluttered shut for a moment as he took a deep breath, before he looked up at him.
Celyn was right.
He really had the worst luck.
"Hey," he greeted, wearing the best smile he could muster, as his eyes darted shyly to the side.
The man's brows furrowed, before he leaned abruptly towards Nathan.
"You look better."
The boy flinched, eyes widened with disbelief.
Did he not have a sense of personal space?!
He almost scoffed at the question.
Just the other day, Silver had hugged him and he'd foolishly melted into the embrace.
Not only that, he'd also wailed like a grieving widower.
He winced inter
