(Hazel)

Time took a break beneath the towering roof of Roman's private residence. Christian called me mommy. Maybe it's just a feeling, but...

I don't deserve it.

I bet if he knew I had quickly sent him away for burial without a thorough look, he wouldn't ever acknowledge me.

"What kind of mother does that?" I sank into the bottom of my mind. His eyes are as aglow as Kelvin's. And then, I saw the birthmark.

I quickly got up, thankful that I'm wearing my hair down today. I don't have to take ...