SOFIA'S POV The next morning, Amy and I decided to take a walk around the pack. The air was crisp and fresh, and the morning sun peeked gently through the trees. Birds chirped above us, and for the first time in days, the world felt somewhat normal—at least on the outside.Amy skipped beside me, holding my hand tightly. She was so full of life, pointing at everything she saw—flowers, butterflies, and even a tiny lizard crawling up a tree trunk.“Sofia! Look! That flower is purple, just like my favorite dress!” she giggled.I smiled faintly, brushing her hair behind her ear. “Yes, it’s beautiful, just like you.”She beamed at me, and for a brief moment, I allowed myself to enjoy the quiet.But then, footsteps crunched on the gravel behind us.“Can I join you?” a voice asked gently.I turned around to see Jackson standing there, his arms crossed casually, a soft look in his eyes. He wasn’t smirking or forcing anything—just looking at me calmly.I hesitated, my thoughts swirling. Par
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