Oliver
I stalk behind the trees at the cottage that has become my second home these last few weeks. Even though I am always at Charwood, I try to go off-territory as much as possible. I feel uncomfortable or out of balance being here for too long, and I don't want to be at Liverpool right now.
My mind has been buzzing with newfound electric energy since Sophia arrived; the pain hurts less, which I am grateful for.
Sophia slips off Ace as she looks around in wonder at the little cottage. Zander and Ashleigh made some renovations before I moved in but still kept its original aesthetic.
I slip on a pair of old shorts stashed in a tree and walk to stand in front of her, folding my arms across my chest defensively, waiting for her to realise I'm waiting.
She's looking around in wonder at
