Valerie’s POV
“I am already falling for it,” I whispered to myself.
My mind raced, and my heart beat as though it was going to pull out of my chest. In as much as I wanted to accept him, another part of me screamed not to accept him.
That part of me warned and pleaded that I was falling into a trap—one I wouldn’t be able to escape.
Risking it was something I wasn’t certain about. Judging from one’s emotions had always been the wrong thing to do.
Differentiating the wrong from the right thing always seemed more like an impossible task but I just had to.
I remembered when my mother collapsed, the DNA test on her hand. I had not still said anything about it. Maybe it was best left discreet.
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“Mommy, Where are you hurrying to this time around?” Roco asked curiosity all over his
