BLAINE

After taking Ben from my parents’ home, we went home immediately to prepare our dinner. Mom was so happy to see Xandry and we had to spend lunch with them—she had to impress him with her new stew recipe.

I made a simple creamy white lasagna—Ben’s favorite since he’d been asking me for over a week now, but my mind was somewhere else. I guessed I was starting to be a terrible mother for Ben, yet he never complained although he didn’t miss to ask about Xandry occasionally.

The fact Ben liked Xandry so a lot, terrified me, and the last thing I wanted was to hurt my son...