Willow's POV

The weight of my return to the city settled over me like a heavy fog. It was strange, how quickly life resumed its normal rhythm. I went back to my office, to the projects, the endless emails, the phone calls, and the constant shuffle of paperwork. It was almost like I’d never left, like the trip to Crescent Moon Pack had been a distant dream. But in my heart, I knew it wasn’t. The triplets, the intensity, the connection, those feelings were real. But now, they felt like a ...