Elissa's POV

　　In our cozy room, sunlight streamed through a lace-curtained window, casting a warm glow upon the scene. I had retrieved Noah from the villagers and other children. For years I have longed to see Eden hold Noah in his hands.

　　Eden knelt on the floor, surrounded by toys and a small collection of picture books, sharing chuckles with my little Noah. The child's laughter filled the room as Eden animatedly made a stuffed animal dance, clearly relishing ...