Chapter 62

• THIRD PERSON'S POV
• As the last guests trickled out and the event staff packed up the remaining decorations, Cyrus stood in the middle of the shelter’s main lounge, taking it all in. The place felt alive—filled with warmth, love, and the promise of a new beginning for so many people.
• Soft lighting illuminated the cozy space, casting gentle shadows over the pastel-colored walls. Plush couches, bean bags, and soft rugs created a comfortable atmosphere, perfect for anyone needing a safe place to relax. A small bookshelf in the corner was already stocked with books and coloring materials, and the smell of freshly brewed tea lingered in the air.