Nyx's Pov

The ride to the orphanage was quiet but not uncomfortable. Caspian's fingers were laced with mine on the seat between us. I stared out the window, watching the world blur past, trees bending softly with the breeze. There was a calmness to the day, and even though my heart still carried weight, there was also a strange peace I couldn’t explain.

When the driver slowed down and took a left turn, my attention snapped to the building ahead.

My lips parted slightly. "Wow."

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