Lily Pov

Daryl, a boy of about twelve, had a face that radiated youthful innocence, with smooth skin and a sprinkling of freckles across his nose. His eyes, a shade of hazel, sparkled with a curiosity that seemed to reach beyond his age, holding a glimmer of understanding.

His hair, a sandy blond, was neatly combed, falling in gentle waves around his face. Daryl’s features were rounded and friendly, with a smile that revealed a set of braces, adding a touch of endearing charm. Despite his neat appearance, there was an approachability about him, making him seem less like a sharply dressed figure and more like a kid you could...