Julietta / Julia
I drove over to my office after dropping Diego off at his school. He insisted on going with me instead of in his chauffeur-driven luxury car! I was apprehensive about my second-hand Toyota that belonged to Alan. Strangely, Diego didn’t mind, and I relaxed a little. He wasn’t judgmental like the rich youngsters of his age. Despite hailing from such an affluent family, he appreciated relationships more than wealth.
Being with him made me feel like a parent. I might not be his biological mother, yet I could feel a connection to him. It felt like I wasn’t alone anymore. I had someone to call my own - a beautiful son who loved me despite everything. I hadn’t encouraged him at all. Yet he considered me his mom.
Like a divine miracle, we were connected.
He was my boy.
A
