Jacob~
I watched from the shade of a birch tree just outside the hospital gates, the late morning sun cutting dappled patterns across the ground. Easter stepped out slowly, a small overnight bag slung across her shoulder and Rose curled sleepily in her arms. Rose clung to her mother with a quiet tenderness that made my chest clench.
Easter looked pale, but strong. Fragile, yet determined. And beneath all that, she was glowing. Not just because of the pregnancy but because she'd survived something no one else truly saw. I did. And I'd do anything to make her path smoother now.
I melted into the crowd, bending light around myself, stepping through space so closely behind her that if she turned too fast, I'd feel the breeze. But she didn't. She never saw me.
A nurse noticed her struggling with her bag and offered a soft smile. "Let me help you with that."
