Salvatore’s POV

Watching my wife deteriorate wasn’t on my list to happen after we reconciled and planned to have our baby within these walls. Things happened fast.

Our hopes were crushed, trampled and left us devastated. Our precious Son died immediately. He was born with congenital heart disease and worse, she didn’t get to see him, kiss his cheeks or breastfeed him as she dreamed.

The D.N.A result she was optimistic about hoping it to be false proved the dead child was ours. Each day she stares into empty space, few times I caught her in tears other times the hurt in her eyes burn a piece of my heart...