C128 I don’t like him either

“Hello, Uncle! We meet again,” Vaughn’s bright voice cut through the surrounding noise, drawing Rowan’s attention away from the sea of people.

Rowan glanced down, his dark gaze softening slightly as he spotted the boy standing before him. “Vaughn,” he greeted, his deep voice somehow warmer when he addressed the child.

Vaughn smiled up at him, his eyes twinkling with excitement