*Ari’s POV*
Warmth was an interesting sensation. It cued the peak of dawn, unified friends and families, and ignited hope in bleak hearts. A tinge of light flickered in every dark room, like the hope in every heart. I held it close to me, didn’t lose sight of it, because I’d share it with those who needed it.
The light I saw now was framed by a blazing yellow, tinted with blue at the candle wick, and captured within a lantern placed next to the head of a little girl. I wallowed in the warmth from the lantern, seeing it illuminate the fresh bruises on the girl’s face.
“Oh, Liara,” I murmured, combing a blonde tress away from her closed eyes.
A new batch of kids were brought to the orphanage, but majority of them were taken to another place. Arian promise
