pte

ores and prepared breakfast for her foster mum. The kitchen, now a

ook you long enough. Eat

in, you're like a

n, stifled a sob. Swallowing the lump in her t

dress, a gentle rebellion against the darkness that clung to her life. The su

g "I can get th

, a silent plea for nourishment. Along the road, Laycon, the

Hey, need

y- eyed "Ye

breakfast invitation hung in the air, a lifeline t

stries enveloped them. Laycon, a silent companion t

t as much a

d gesture. As they left the diner, Laycon, a silent guardi

till carrying the weight of her struggles, faced the day with a newfound stren

ear the school gates, and Sarah, now clad in her flora

Have a good day. I'll

s, Laycon. I

chool building. As Sarah entered her class, her friends

ing "Late n

ing, smiled

d for lunch, curiosity lingering

ere you late to

ou know, woke up lat

unspoken bond with Laycon, hidden in the shadows, remained her secret. As they delved into dis

araderie of friends threads that wove a tapestry of support around Sarah as

her as an absence that felt like a momentary reprieve from the usual storm. The li

to herself "Guess

aped her lips. It was a rare moment when the shadows seemed to re

ds beneath her feet becoming a symphony of secrecy. A sh

ater cascaded down, washing away the remnants of the day, Sarah felt a sense of renewal. The moo

ks from the kitchen a makeshift dinner to

g "Finally,

quiet cocoon of her room. The soft glow of a desk lamp illuminated

Sarah's perseverance. Homework completed, snacks consumed, she slipped into the embrace of her

ry glow over Everwood, Laycon, the enigmatic werewolf, mo

him to the quaint house where Sarah resided a sanc

her silhouette outlined against the moonlit window. The air hummed with

den eyes, luminous in the moonlight, peered through the glass as he observed her. Sarah, seated by her desk, with all se

presence. Sarah, startled, turned to see him standing

ld you I'll be seeing tonight or have you forgotten so soon?"

h!" Smiling nervously and blushing hard at the same time responded. " O

gaze as he gestured to the wi

Laycon's presence became a comforting shield a

pade, seemed to weave a tale of guardianship one t