Lila’s P.O.V.
I could feel the gentle grip of Skye’s hand tighten as we walked up to Adam and Jenna’s house, the scent of grilled food drifting in the air as we approached the front door. There was a blend of nerves and excitement humming between us—like an invisible thread that had pulled us together even closer since yesterday, now that the weight of secrets had finally lifted.
I glanced over at Skye, noting the way his jaw was set, his usual calm expression just a little tenser than usual. I squeezed his hand in reassurance.
“Relax. They’re just family. And I think they already like me,” I teased, hoping to ease his nerves.
Skye’s face softened as he looked down at me, and the trace of a smile touched his lips.
“Yeah, you’re right. It’s just… it feels different now, you know? Now
