My eyes darted around the house as the woman led us into the living room. It reminded me so much of home that for a moment I felt an extreme longing to go back. But that feeling faded the moment Lucas squeezed my hand.

“I’m s-sorry for the mess,” she apologized as she removed toys and blankets from the couch. “Please have a seat.”

I glanced up at Lucas. He nodded and waited for me to take a seat before he sat down.

“I’ll get you something hot to drink, you ...