As Ronan stepped out of Dustin's house, his phone buzzed with a new message from Cordelia. [How do you know Harold?]
Ronan didn't respond.
Cordelia figured as much. He rarely checked his messages, if at all. His silence made Cordelia feel uneasy.
Walking through the campus of Birchwood College with his son, Callum, Ronan relished the cool, refreshing atmosphere. It had been a while since he felt this kind of serenity. The last time he experienced it was when he visited Birchwood College with a certain someone.
"Dad, you said earlier that that nice lady is your wife. Does that mean you've fallen for her?" Callum asked Ronan.
"Yes."
"I knew it, Dad. You're so calm and collected, but your heart knows what it wants. If you've fallen for her, you should act on it quickly. And you should let Haorld know, too," Callum said excitedly. "He's so innocent. I'm really worried."
"Worried about what?" Ronan asked Callum.
"I'm worried he'll get hurt."
"Aren't you worried about your dad?"
"Dad, you can do anything," Callum said proudly.
Ronan chuckled.
The pair leisurely strolled back home.
Callum yawned. "Tired?" Ronan asked him.
"Mhm."
Bending down, Ronan scooped Callum into his arms.
Callum nestled comfortably in his father's arms and fell asleep.
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