~Aaron's POV
Hanith, more deliberate, scanned the rows carefully, bending down to compare sizes and soles, making sure he could move freely without tripping or stumbling.
I followed them, crouching slightly so I could be at their level, offering my opinions quietly, making suggestions only when they asked. I could see the concentration on their little faces, the seriousness with which they approached this task, as if the world had narrowed down to just them, the shoes, and this fleeting moment of joy. It wasn't just about the shoes; it was about choice, about agency, about the simple thrill of having a say in something that was entirely theirs.
