It was our last day in Seville, and I wanted to make sure it was unforgettable. There were still plenty of places I would've liked to visit, but my priority was Claudia's comfort. She was only just starting to adjust to all the attention, and while she had been handling it remarkably well, I knew how overwhelming the spotlight could be. This transition needed to be as smooth as possible for her. After all, I was the one who'd placed her in this position—it was the least I could do.
As we walked through the hotel lobby, I felt the weight of every glance on us. I instinctively put my arm around Claudia, guiding her to the elevator. Inside, I glanced down at her, trying to imagine how much seeing someone who'd been through a similar experience could affect her.
"You alright, love?" I asked softly, pulling her into a gentle hug.
Claudia immediately wrapped her arms around me, her embrace speaking volumes about how much she needed that comfort. I held her tighter, pressing a kiss to her forehead.
