Axel

I returned to Zoraya’s room, my heart still heavy with Melody’s words.

She had called Zoraya her daughter, and in that moment, I had seen the fierce love in her eyes—the kind of love that did not waver, did not falter.

Could I be that person for Zoraya?

Could I love her and the child growing inside her?

Could I also claim the child as mine? And treat them both right?

I didn’t have the answers, but as I stepped into the dimly lit room and saw her lying there, pale and ...