Levi felt a surge of warmth spread through him as he noticed Lyse watching him, she had been watching him the entire time. He had tried to appear nonchalant, focusing his attention on the children, but he could not completely suppress the hope that flickered within him. Her presence, even from across the room, was a powerful force, a reminder of the connection they had once shared.
He continued playing with the children, reading them stories, and engaging in their playful banter. He tried to contain his excitement, to avoid looking at Lyse too often or even at all, but he could not resist the occasional glance no matter how hard he tried. He noticed the subtle shifts in her expression, the flicker of emotions that played across her face.
He could sense her internal struggle, the conflict between her anger and her lingering affection. It was obvious to see that she was still drawn to him despite what she had said, despite what she wanted to believe.
