Lila had spent most of the morning at the community center, working on post-festival cleanup. The warm glow of the Christmas Festival was still fresh in everyone’s minds, but for Lila, a different warmth lingered—the memory of Ethan’s words, his hand holding hers under the twinkling lights.
By the time she returned home, Sophie was in the living room, humming to herself as she colored. But her eyes lit up the moment she saw Lila.
“Ethan called!” Sophie said excitedly, waving a piece of paper. “He said we’re going to the skating rink this weekend!”
Lila blinked in surprise. She hadn’t discussed any such plans with Ethan. “Did he now?” she said, setting down her bag.
Sophie nodded. “He said he wants to teach me how to skate!”
Her daughter’s enthusiasm was contagious, but Lila couldn’t help the flicker of unease in her chest. Ethan stepping into Sophie’s life so seamlessly was wonderful—but also overwhelming.
Later that evening, Lila called Ethan, determined to clarify the situation.
“Skating?” she asked the moment he picked up.
Ethan chuckled. “Hello to you, too.”
“Ethan,” Lila said, trying to keep her voice light, “Sophie said you made plans for the weekend?”
“I thought it would be fun,” he replied. “Sophie was excited, and I didn’t want to bother you with it until it was finalized.”
Lila hesitated. “It’s not that I don’t appreciate what you’re doing for her, but... we’re still figuring things out. I just—” She paused, searching for the right words. “I don’t want her to get too attached too quickly. What if this doesn’t work out?”
The line went quiet for a moment, and when Ethan spoke again, his tone was calm but firm.
“Lila, I understand your caution. But I’m not going anywhere. If I make a promise to Sophie, I’ll keep it. And I’ll keep my promises to you, too.”
His words struck a chord, and Lila realized she was holding her breath. “I know,” she said softly. “I just need some time.”