Andera's pov.

If my smile widened just a tiny fraction, my face would split into two. Who knew forgiveness could be so refreshing?

It's been almost two weeks since I gave in to Thane; that's two weeks of happiness, laughter, love, and...other things.

I watched as Thane helped Timmy and Tiffany with their home works. Pencils and crayons were scattered in the living room. As if he knew I was watching him, Thane raised his face and saw me standing at the foot of the stairs.

From over here, I could feel the heat that flared in his eyes.

“Hey.” he mouthed, his eyes warm.

“Hey.” I mouthed back, Thane's...