Brooklyn
It did not take long before Dionne and Peyton entered the bar, both smiling as if the world outside did not exist. They walked right past us, not even noticing we were there. Lucky us—or maybe it was the Moon Goddess watching over, because there was no mistaking the joy in Peyton’s face. He looked... different. Relaxed, content, like everything was perfect in his world right now.
Landre and I ducked our heads slightly, keeping to the shadows of the dim corner we had chosen. From here, we had the perfect view without being seen. Dionne and Peyton took a seat far across the room, laughing and chatting like they had not a care in the world. I could see the pride in Landre’s eyes as he watched his daughter.
"I missed that," he said quietly.
I glanced at him, raising an eyebrow. "
