|Snow|
As soon as we stepped beyond the heavy doors of the mansion, I released a breath I hadn't realized I was holding and turned to Kairos.
“I’m sorry about my grandaunt’s behavior,” I murmured, my voice quiet but sincere. I gently tugged him along the stone path that curved into the estate’s garden, deciding it would be the best place to begin our tour—somewhere calm, somewhere away from the prying and curious eyes of my family.
Kairos gave my hand a reassuring squeeze, grounding me.
“You don’t need to apologize for her, Snow,” he said, his tone unwavering yet kind. “She was only trying to protect you. I understand that.” He paused, glancing at me, something softer flickering in his gaze. “If we ever had a child and their safety was at stake, I’d probably say the same things. Make
