Davina's POV
I couldn't hold back my excitement. Today was my graduation day.
Standing in the center of the crowded auditorium, my heart felt ready to burst. My breathing came in deep waves as I fought to control the overwhelming emotions flooding through me.
My eyes burned with unshed tears—the kind that surface during life-changing moments too profound for words. I blinked rapidly, refusing to let them spill over.
A quiet laugh escaped me, filled with amazement.
I actually finished school.
More than anyone else, I understood how close I'd come to quitting. How many endless nights I'd spent with a screaming infant on my hip while frantically scribbling homework with my free hand.
How many pre-dawn mornings I'd forced myself from bed while darkness still cloaked the world, stealing study time before Cooper stirred.
