Sierra pov.

I just stood there, transfixed, unable to tear my gaze away from Henry. It was him, unmistakably him. I wanted to approach, to make a move, but a surge of emotions overwhelmed me, leaving me frozen in indecision.

"Henry," I whispered, my voice barely audible. Tears welled up in my eyes as I locked eyes with him, the realization sinking in.

I reached out tentatively, my hands trembling, and brushed my fingers against his cheek. Joy washed over me, mingling with the tears that streamed down my face. I had believed I would never see him again after he mentioned his newfound partner, and in his absence, I...