Alethea

I finally managed to get Amelia into the house, though it wasn't an easy task. She’s a bit taller and heavier than me, and dragging her inside feels like a workout.

After some effort, I settled her into the guest room, making sure she was comfortable.

With that done, I head to my son’s room. It’s become a nightly ritual for me to check on him before I finally sleep.

Pushing the door open quietly, I step inside and take in the sight of him. His small chest rises and falls with soft breath, his peaceful face is illuminated by the faint glow of nightlight.

A smile tugs at...