Erik pov.It’s been two weeks since Kim started school. At first, I could see the hesitation in her every step—the tight grip she had on her bag, the way she stood by the door to her class like she was preparing to run at the first wrong word. But she didn’t. She stayed. She took a breath and walked in.And day by day, I watched her settle in. She’d come home a little more relaxed, tell me what the professor said, who she sat next to, how she handled things she’d once have run from. I'm proud of her. Really proud.And Maja is too. She’s curled up in the armchair now, her legs tucked under her, sipping some kind of weird herbal tea she swears helps her sleep better.“Kim is a sweetheart. I love her,” she says, her voice soft, eyes warm. “I love that we became friends. I’m just sorry I was away in China when you two celebrated her acceptance to college.”I smile faintly, leaning back on the couch, one arm draped over the backrest.“I still remember that night,” she continues, looking ov
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