~Celine~

Immediately I woke up, I freshened up, breastfed my son, and headed to the kitchen. I couldn’t wait to prepare breakfast for Kilhan and take it to him.

Last night, I had to feed him because he couldn’t hardly lift his hand. ‘I wouldn’t mind doing the same again this morning.’

While I was wearing the apron, I heard someone walk into the kitchen. I looked back and saw it was my father and the boy that came with Kilhan.

Then I remembered I didn't ...