CHAPTER EIGHTY FOUR
**KIERAN MORRISON**
Watching both siblings made my heart feel warm.
I couldn't even fight a smile as I watched Oliver stick his tongue out at his sister.
Something twists in my chest, but it was majorly because he was too adorable at this moment and my heart kept tightening.
I wanted him to be just as carefree with me again. I wanted the light in those perfect green eyes of his to sparkle for me.
Just for me.
I could manage him sharing his affection with his family, but never with anyone else.
The easy way they argued, the way their mother smiled at them both - it was so normal.
So whole.
I studied their interactions unable to help myself.
So this was how families work when they weren't haunted by ghosts.
I couldn't remember the last time I'd been surrounded by laughter from my own family, even way before Ginny died, the wall of our mansion had always been cold, completely devoid of life.
