Emily's POV
I decided to take a walk with Harry the next day, and it didn't turn out bad. It was good, especially with the warm air and the sun that was shining brightly as we walked through the familiar park with my child. There were a few other Kids running around, and it reminded me a lot about the time I'd been here. It felt so good to be back, to see the old places that held so many memories.
Harry skipped happily beside me and that told me that he was also enjoying the change in environment. Anybody would want that, and I was so happy he felt the same way, if not almost the same way I did. I kept taking in the sights and sounds, relishing each moment. That was the moment Harry stopped, he came close to me and took my hand before pulling it gently. My brows came forward as I wondered what was going on.