Rowan cleared his throat, forcing a small smile as he looked back at Vaughn. “I try to be,” he replied, his voice low and steady. “But sometimes, being strong means knowing when to lean on others.”
Vaughn nodded, as if he understood the weight of Rowan’s words, even though he was too young to fully grasp their meaning. “That’s what Mommy says too,” Vaughn added with a thoughtful expression. “She says we’re stronger together.”
Rowan’s gaze flickered back to Amara, and for a brief moment, the intensity between them was palpable. They were both strong in their own ways, both warriors in a world that demanded it.
Vaughn’s simple words carried a truth that neither of them could deny... they were stronger together...
Amara’s expression softened as she looked at Rowan, and for the first time
