(Jackson)
I drove us to my house, keeping one hand on the wheel and the other holding Avery’s hand. She squeezed it lightly and smiled at me. I felt a warm feeling, the kind you get when everything just feels right. We didn’t talk much on the drive, just shared quiet glances and little smiles.
When we got inside, I led her to the living room. “Do you want to see something?” I asked.
She looked curious. “What is it?”
“You’ll see,” I said, grinning. I walked ahead, leading her up the stairs. She followed, slipping her hand into mine again. I stopped in front of my brother's room.
I opened the door and motioned for her to come in. Avery stepped inside slowly, looking around. “It feels… peaceful,” she said.
I nodded. “Yeah. It does. Tian spent a lot of time here.” I walked over to the b
