Chapter 58

Jovielyn inhaled and exhaled, counting slowly. "Inhale, exhale... Inhale, exhale, one hundred and eight..." Recently, she had taken up mindfulness meditation as a means to alleviate her stress. It helped distance her from overthinking and constant worry, and it had remarkably improved her focus.

From what she understood, one hundred and eight was a sacred number, significant in various realms such as sacred geometry, astrological architecture, and metaphysics.

This practice allowed her to feel a deeper connection to everything around her, especially her loved ones. Even Aries, though she sometimes found it difficult to admit. She recognized that he was a part of her identity, but he could never compare to the bond she shared with her sons. When they were near, she felt a profound sense of completeness. Nothing could affect a mother's soul quite like the absence of her children; it was a bittersweet form of torture.

Jovielyn cherished the moments when her boys returned home. Just think