Reeva POV
The tyres crunch against the gravel driveway as Hayden parks the truck in front of the pack house. Afternoon light pours through the trees, casting long golden shadows across the ground. I glance at Hayden, who sits beside me in silence, his expression unreadable.
After our conversation, I feel like I know him a little better. Things that I used to question now make sense. Hayden is not weak. He is probably the strongest person I know. He has been rejected, bullied, and humiliated, and still, he cares about others. And now he is facing his past demons, and I will support him any way I can.
“We survived the shopping trip,” I say with a small smile, nudging him.
“Barely,” Hayden chuckles. “I still think you dragged me through every store on the strip.”
“Please,” I snort. “You
