Willow’s POV

The day had a strange stillness to it, a calm that felt almost unnatural. I sat on the back porch, nursing a cup of tea and listening to Daniel and Ella’s laughter as they played in the yard. Watching them reminded me of simpler days, times I could never return to but held on to through moments like these.

Jason and Ruby sat across from me, sharing in the quiet. Jason had insisted that I stay with him while everything blew over, and Ruby had seconded the idea with her usual ...