Kafziel plopped down onto the couch, his stomach full from the takeout Olivia had bought.
“I saw an ad for pizza earlier,” he said, reaching for another slice. “Couldn’t resist.”
Olivia’s eyes glistened with tears, a small laugh escaping her lips as she dabbed at them with a napkin. “Oh… it’s silly, I know. But seeing you happy… it just makes me so emotional.”
Kafziel tilted his head, a faint smile on his lips. “Sweet… Ma’am?”
Aniela sat beside him, her own smile soft, glancing between him and her mother. She’s always so genuine… it makes me happy too.
Jules, meanwhile, was already digging into a box of fried chicken, crumbs dusting his fingers. “I didn’t know we were having a feast tonight,” he said with a small laugh.
The room filled with soft chatter and the occasional clinking of
