Aliana's POV

I grinned, my fingers tightening around Mercy’s hand.

This was happening.

This was mine.

After the long day of searching for the perfect restaurant spot and finally finding it, exhaustion settled deep in my bones.

But Mercy?

Mercy was filled with enthusiasm.

Once we arrived home, she nearly leaped into the living room, her face radiating with excitement.

Kyle and I sank into the couch, utterly exhausted.

He threw his keys onto the counter, extending ...