"It's good that you're okay. I'll go put my luggage in the room first."
Veil pushed two suitcases toward the house.
Noah quickly caught up and took one from Veil's hand.
"Let me help."
Zoe trailed behind them, her fingers pale from gripping them so tightly. She kept a distance of over five meters from Veil, only daring to move forward once she was sure he wouldn't notice.
Once their figures disappeared into the house, Jack finally withdrew his gaze and sighed.
"Zoe's really grown up."
...
Honeydew Cottage was made entirely of wood—cool, quiet, and vastly different from city living. For someone used to urban noise and chaos, staying in a small town like this was bound to feel like stepping into another world.
After unpacking, Veil leaned back lazily on a wooden chair, inhaled the crisp mountain air, and closed his eyes, enjoying the gentle breeze brushing past his skin.
Noah pulled up a small wooden stool beside him, looking a bit anxious.
