The sky was painted in shades of orange and rose, the last threads of sunlight spilling across the grass. The laughter that had filled the yard all afternoon began to fade into softer tones—contented sighs, small chuckles, and the occasional tired giggle from Draco, who was visibly slowing down.The game had stretched longer than any of them expected. Even Nico, usually tireless in his teasing, had finally collapsed onto the lawn, one arm draped dramatically over his face.“I’m retiring from sports,” he muttered. “Tell the press I went out undefeated.”Lorenzo smirked from his seat on the porch steps. “You were beaten by a five-year-old.”Nico cracked open one eye. “Semantics.”Elena laughed quietly, her hand still wrapped around a lukewarm cup of coffee. The mug had gone untouched for nearly an hour, but she didn’t care. The sound of Draco’s laughter had been worth more than warmth.In the yard, Damien stood motionless for a moment, ball in hand, watching Draco as if memorizing every
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