ZIRA

THREE MONTHS AGO 

I remember handing my baby to James. I was watching how careful he was being with him. I was happy and sad at the same time. Happy that my baby was alive, happy that I was alive, happy that I had found my mate, but sad that my family wasn’t here.  

My mom, dad, idiotic brother, rambunctious best friend, and even…even Isaiah. Even if he tried to murder me with his crazy mate. I lay back and closed my eyes. I was so tired and needed just a bit of rest. I heard someone scream my name, and my baby started crying. I tried to open...