Nikolai Pov
Alex had finally been cleared by the doctor—no internal damage, and her stitches had completely healed. It was a relief, but what truly mattered to Nikolai was seeing her now, out in the open, laughing, running, completely in her element.
She was chasing the kids around the yard, her hair catching in the breeze, her laughter ringing through the air like a melody he never wanted to end. There was a glow to her—pure, effortless joy. And to him, it was the most beautiful thing in the world.
A small figure plopped down beside him, pulling him from his thoughts. Nikolai glanced over to find Stuart, the little boy who had taken to sitting with him randomly throughout the days.
“You love her,” Stuart said matter-of-factly, as if he were pointing out the sky was blue.
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