The moment we stepped off the plane and breathed in the fresh air once again, a mixture of emotions surged through me. Nostalgia, fear, and anticipation were all tangled up in my chest, making it hard to focus. The last time I was here, I left behind a life that I thought I could never return to. And now, two years later, I was back—with my son. Blake held tightly onto my hand, his big, curious eyes scanning the bustling airport. "Mama, it's so big!" he gasped, his small fingers gripping me tighter. I smiled down at him, ruffling his soft brown hair. "It is, honey. It's where I grew up." Hayden walked beside us, pushing our luggage cart. "You two okay?" he asked, glancing between me and Blake. I nodded, though my fingers trembled slightly. "Yeah. It just... it feels surreal." I red, my ice fading as I travelled my eyes around. Hayden placed a reassuring hand on my back. "We’ll take it slow. There’s no rush." I smiled at him, nodding. My phone vibrated, and my friends, not to m
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