Elena’s POV

I do not realize how much I needed this day until we are already in the park, the sun warm against my skin, the sounds of children laughing and running around us, and Daniella’s voice rising above it all as she races toward the swings like she has been waiting her whole life for this exact moment. Dean stays close to me at first, his hand sliding into mine without a word, his fingers curling around mine with quiet certainty, and that simple gesture tells me everything I need to ...