Mia Miller.I wake up with a start, my body drenched in sweat, my heart pounding as if I had just run a marathon. Looking around, I realize I’m safe, but the feeling of dread doesn’t leave me. It was just a nightmare, but the fear and anxiety remain alive inside me.I dreamed of my son. Or rather, it wasn’t really a dream. It was a reflection of my worst fears, a painful reminder of everything that was at stake."My love, you’re going to be okay," I whisper, trying to convince myself as much as him. Lorenzo. My Lorenzo. The memory of the day he was born fills my mind, so sweet, so fragile. His tiny body fit in my hands like an extension of my own being. In the maternity ward, only my father was there, beaming with the idea of being a grandfather. He never judged me, he was just an incredible grandfather to Lorenzo, something I can never thank him enough for.Sometimes, I find myself wondering how different my life would be if I had looked for Ethan earlier. Maybe Lorenzo would be safe
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