Adam's POV
I didn’t think I would feel this torn.
When Sami said those words—two simple, fragile words—I lost something in me. Or maybe I found something. I don’t even know anymore. But I knew right then I wasn’t going anywhere.
"Let's go back inside," I said to them, my voice barely above a whisper, thick and cracking. They all hesitated, even Maya. Especially Maya. But I couldn’t look at her just yet. I just needed a second.
Sami was still wrapped in my arms, his little body trembling, worn out from all the crying. I lowered myself onto the couch with him, still holding him, my hands cradling him like he might break if I let go. And maybe I would too.
The moment they were all inside, silence dropped over the room like a heavy blanket. I felt it, pressing down on me, making it harder
