Chapter 83
- Alexis
- The gentle hum of the island breeze was barely enough to drown out Valen's constant whining. “Mommy, you promised we’d go for the game festival!” he pouted and tugged at the hem of my shirt.
- Sighing, my fingers massaged my temple. He had been at this for nearly an hour, and I couldn’t blame him. Being cooped up in the house wasn’t exactly ideal for a five-year-old.