Evander's POV
I decided to postpone my visit to those men. Damian was expecting me in an hour, and there was something far more important that I couldn't ignore— Eliam and I missed him so much.
He had been unusually quiet and frightened lately, and I didn't want to leave him alone for too long.
He deserved the love and care he had been deprived of, and I was determined to give him all of it, even if I was still learning how to make him feel loved.
As soon as I walked through the door, Eliam came running toward me, his tiny feet padding against the floor. He was dressed in his Pikachu outfit, the hood slightly askew but adding to his cute charm.
"Daddy!" he called out, his face lighting up with joy. He stretched his little arms toward me. "Up! I want to be up!"
