Luciana's POV

The car screeched to a halt at the entrance of my house. I shoved the door open and tumbled out, my feet already flying toward my son who was racing toward me. He slammed into my open arms. I crushed him tightly to my chest, shutting my eyes as all my worries melted away like ice against flame.

A minute stretched between us before we finally pulled apart. My hand raked through his soft hair, then creased his cheek, the external warmth colliding with the feverish relief I felt ...