Selina's POV
"Mommy, we're home!" Nora's sweet voice broke the silence of the house.
I looked toward the door. Nora was sitting on Luka's arm as they entered the house.
"Babe, what smells so good? Is that Lasagna? Oh, I'm so ready to dig in!" he sounded excited, without a twinge of guilt.
I gathered myself and beamed as I said, "Lasagna Bolognese. You guys are right on time. Dinner is served!"
"Mommy, that's my favorite! Thank you!" Nora dashed into my arms. She giggled as she said so.
The three of us sat around the dining table — our small family, once warm and perfect, but everything was about to change from today onward...
I quickly pulled my thoughts back and got up to pick up a bottle of wine.
"Wow, Chianti. What's the occasion, babe?" he winked at me.
“Well, nothing special.
