Ch108: Her Insecurities

Sapphira

The house is awfully quiet and I'm bored. I head to Mateo's nursery, feeling a bit guilty that I have been neglecting my baby since I returned because Oprah was there to help me.

Oprah was in the room, walking to and fro, trying to get him to sleep. When she saw me peek through the door, she smiled.

"Good morning, Luna."

I nodded at her greetings and whispered, "Is he asleep yet?"

Before she could answer, Mateo raised his head and craned his neck in my direction. "Mama!"

His cry elicited a laugh from me and Oprah. I walked into the room and carried him. Breathing in his soft baby scent as he snuggles into my embrace and places his head on my shoulder.

"He kept crying for his mama early this morning so I brought him to your chambers," Oprah turned to a pile of clothes on the floor which had probably been discarded in a bid to get Mateo to sleep.

"This morning?" My brows arched as I patted Mateo's back gently. I could hear him yawning. He was going to fall asleep soon.

"Yes but