Bearclaw Valley remember me,

His gaze softened as he looked at Nephele, the sincerity in her voice leaving him momentarily at a loss.
She’s a good kid, he said finally, his tone low but steady. Got her head on straight. More than most. A faint smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth, but it didn’t quite reach his eyes.
At her admission of jealousy, Cole shifted slightly, his discomfort subtle but present. You’re her mother, Nephele, he said firmly, his voice carrying a quiet reassurance. That’s a bond no one can touch. Not me. Not anyone.
He glanced away briefly, as if searching for the right words. Speakin' of...bonds...whatever...happened to your husband?