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~Eva’s POV
He nodded quickly, excitement still bubbling in his chest, and bounced a little on the balls of his feet. He started talking nonstop from the back seat as I helped him buckle in, telling me about his friend’s favorite games, what he likes to draw, and how he thought we could all play together one day.
I drove us home slowly, Ronan chattering the whole way about school, his friends, and the games he wanted to play later. He leaned a little toward the door, pointing at trees and cars, telling me which ones he liked. I kept one hand on the wheel and the other hand resting on the seat beside him, just listening. I smiled more than I had in days, letting him fill the silence with his excitement. It was easy to forget everything else for a moment when he was like this, so alive
