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CHAPTER 313
~Zara's POV~
Once we hit the road, I finally decided on our destination.
The park was peaceful, the air crisp with the scent of grass and autumn leaves.
Children's laughter echoed around me as parents sat on benches, watching over them with warm smiles.
This was something I always wished Storm had with his biological dad, but since he was a douchebag, thankfully he's experienced a bit of that close relationship with Snow.
Storm was on the swings, giggling as he kicked his little legs, trying to go higher.
A few minutes ago, he had been running around, playing tag with some other kids.
Now, his eyes lit up as he spotted something new—a rope bridge near the playground that he was determined to climb.
"Aunt Zara, I'm going there."
