Fiona’s POV;

I held my breath as the little boy began to walk over to me, and instinctively, I stooped down to be at his level.

“You’re a beautiful child… “I muttered as I stared at the child’s intense and beautiful golden eyes. He just stares at me, and I gently tuck some stray strands of his hair behind his ear. He leans into my touch, and this warms my heart. Just then, I hear the elderly woman gasp, and when I look up at her, she is gawking at Lucas and me weirdly.

“Is something wrong? “I question, and before she can reply, the child gently tucks some of...