9 PM.
Cloud Capital's streets were bustling, neon lights dazzling.
With autumn here, the weather grew colder day by day. The icy wind blew outside the car window, yet inside, it felt warm.
Caiden Ward had a drink but wasn't drunk. He took off his coat and leaned back in the seat, appearing casual and relaxed. His profile was wrapped in the dim light, adding a touch of warmth and familiarity.
Maeve took a nap in the afternoon and was now awake, leaning quietly against his chest.
She felt this moment was precious.
Although she'd been in similar situations many times before, perhaps because her mindset had changed, she'd never felt such a complex sentiment.
As she thought, a part of her heart softened, and she instinctively nuzzled against Caiden Ward's chest twice.
