Alexander

Olivia walked over to where my dad and I were standing with a tray of iced coffee. She had a beautiful smile on her face as she walked towards us, as if she were at peace despite everything.

“I thought you guys might need a cold drink,” she said with a smile on her face, approaching us with the tray in hand.

I wiped my face to wipe away the tears, and I laughed at her. “You're always thoughtful, my love,” I told her, getting up to help her with the tray. Her belly ...