Early morning settled over the city as we moved through the community in small groups, notebooks, donations, and gift bags in hand.“Careful!” someone yelled as a box nearly slipped from their grasp, we laughed, steadying it together.Byrain walked beside me, calm as always, but today he seemed… softer, almost playful, tossing a grin at someone struggling with a bag, i caught myself noticing.The orphanage came first, the gate creaked as we pushed it open, and a flood of little faces appeared, wide-eyed and curious, some ran straight toward us, calling out names we didn’t know.I tripped over my own feet as one of the children nearly collided with me Byrain caught my elbow, grinning “Careful, Luna,” he teased I laughed, shaking my head.We handed out books, snacks, and little toys, their excitement was contagious, one girl held my hand for a moment, her tiny fingers warm and trembling, and whispered, “Thank you.” A lump rose in my throat.Byrain, meanwhile, h
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