Adams stood at the end of the dim hallway, half-hidden by the shadows spilling from his open room. He watched the living room silently, his pale grey eyes reflecting the neon glow that slipped through the blinds.
He saw Arianna laughing softly as she ruffled Kieran's hair, her face lit up with quiet joy. He saw Jack teasing her with a lazy smirk, tapping her knee with his soda can. He saw Jameson sipping his coffee, dark eyes half-lidded in thought. Elamenor sat on the balcony ledge now, one leg propped up, golden eyes staring down at the street below without focus. Erren leaned against the kitchen counter, arms folded loosely, her lips curled into a small, peaceful smile.
And at the center of it all… Kieran.
Sitting cross-legged on the carpet, back leaning against the couch, head tilted back slightly as his violet eyes flickered closed under Arianna's touch.
