Elizabeth P.O.V
The first signs of spring were finally on the horizon as I stood outside the school gates with Ash, dropping off our little pups like we did most weekdays now. Of course, Victor would make an appearance now and then, but he was busy today; away on business like the superman he is. As I waved Tuncay and Samara through the white, wooden gates, and kissed Pen lightly on the forehead before letting her loose in the nursery, the chatter and child-like screams filled the morning air. While other parents came and went, their acknowledging nods and smiles greeting us warmly as they did every day, I could see Ash randomly checking his phone and shifting uncomfortably under his sweater beside me. For privacy, I mind-linked him.
“Soo?” His distraction wavered enough to look at me
