*51*
I stumbled back home, leaning against the wall. But my heart wasn’t completely cold yet. He was my son, what could I blame him for?
Until Celeste suggested to Julian that Caleb should move in with her. I refused, adamant.
Until that day, Celeste came to our door.
My relationship with Celeste was subtle; we both knew the other existed but didn’t
interfere.
I didn’t have the courage to make a fuss anymore, and she disdained competing with me. But her coming to my door, that changed everything.
Her eyes swimming with tears, she held a hospital diagnosis report. It stated she could never have children.
“Sister Mia, I truly adore this child…”
“You can still have more children, but I… I can’t…”
She was sobbing uncontrollably, but I held Caleb tight, refusing to let go. “I carried him
for nine months and gave birth to him! Why should I give him to you?!”
Julian’s face darkened, his tone annoyed. “Mia, Celeste just wants a child.”
“We’ll have more later.”
