Faint Start

When they landed, Rowan was already sleeping. The long flight had worn him out, and his small body was curled up against Elena’s side, soft breaths brushing against her arm. Elena smiled gently as she looked down at him, brushing a loose curl from his forehead.

She hated waking him, but they had arrived.

Gently, she leaned in and placed a soft kiss on his forehead. "Rowan," she whispered. "Baby, w