Lila’s P.O.V.
I returned Maggie's smile, though my mind was already racing ahead to how I would approach the conversation with Skye. I knew he didn’t like to talk about his parents’ death or the struggles he’d faced afterward, but maybe this was different. Maybe this was an opportunity for him to show a side of himself he had never shown before.
As I returned to my work, my heart felt heavier with the weight of what I had learned, but there was also a new sense of understanding—about Skye, about the art center, and about the quiet ways he continued to give back, even when no one was watching. And by the time I was done overthinking everything. I only came to understand that I had fallen in love with Skye Miller, just a little more... oh who was I kidding... a lot!
But, I would talk to h
