Chapter 30 : Make Shadowkhan Famous
The sky stretched endlessly, a deep, unblemished blue. The vast expanse above looked freshly washed, clear and boundless.
Below, a narrow road wound through a dense forest, cutting through towering trees like a forgotten secret.
At the foot of the mountain, a modern village nestled in the valley, its European-style architecture resembling something out of a fairy tale.
"Another enjoyable trip," Finn mused, leaning against his seat by the window.
His gaze wandered over the breathtaking scenery outside as he stretched, the rhythmic hum of the bus adding to his sense of calm.
"Aren't you happy everyday?" Wanda teased, a soft smile playing on her lips as she watched him.
"Happiness has levels," Finn replied, turning his head to meet her eyes. His expression softened, his gaze filled with something more than just contentment.
Wanda noticed immediately. She knew exactly what he meant. "Is it really that good?" she asked, her voice light but curious.
"Loving and being loved—there's nothing better," Finn said simply. He reached out, brushing his fingers against hers, the warmth between them palpable.
A deliberate cough interrupted the moment.
Peter Parker, sitting just behind them, cleared his throat and glanced away, pretending to look at the passing scenery. His discomfort was evident.