Sera’s POV
The house slowly settled again after that.
Not into peace which I was used to, bbut into something quieter. Something cautious, I let out a. deep breathe as I watched Cassian removed his suit jacket, his muscles flexing in a tempting way as he remained in a white shirt.
The way his tattoos showed slightly on his beautiful chest. I couldn't help but bite my lip, stopping myself from drooling at him.
Aria was sprawled on the living room rug, legs kicked up behind her, cartoon voices chirping brightly from the television. The colors flashed across her face, her laughter light and unburdened, as if the fear that had nearly swallowed me whole an hour ago had never touched her at all.
Children were resilient like that and adults carried the cracks.
Cassian stood near the kitche
