Sophie's POV:
Early the next morning, Jake accompanied me to the orphanage.
The children were delighted to see me.
The moment I arrived, they rushed over and surrounded me, each one eager to tell me about something that had happened since my last visit.
Their excited voices overlapped as they tugged at my sleeves and hands, competing for my attention.
Jake remained nearby, watching us with a gentle smile.
Whenever we needed something, he would quietly pass it over without being asked.
As always, he never tried to draw attention to himself.
Yet somehow, his presence made everything feel easier.
By the time we left the orphanage, night had already fallen.
The city streets glowed beneath rows of warm streetlights.
Jake sat in his wheelchair while I walked beside him.
Our shadows s
