I understood what Dorian meant—if I wanted to see Maya, tonight would be my chance.

When we arrived at the preschool, Alice was outside, leading games with the kids. The scene was enchanting—laughter filled the air, joy radiated from every corner, and there wasn’t a single sign of stress. Honestly, preschool might just be the happiest time in life, where everything is simple and pure.

Dorian and I stayed back, watching quietly. But kids, being naturally ...