The air was thick with tension. Fear and pain mottled together, creating a toxicity that was suffocating.
Malachi was still in my arms, his soft, bubbly snores showed how unaffected he was by the situation. I wonder if the pain and suffering that I was forced to go through made him have a thicker skin. He was used to the turmoil in my body, so now that he’s out, it’s just another day for him.
The thought makes me sick to my stomach. More so than the thought of speaking with Luka right now.
Pressing a gentle kiss against his tiny forehead, I laid him down in the bassinet, stalling for as long as humanly possible before turning around and meeting Luka’s gaze.
His bright, icy blue eyes were filled with pain and anguish, making my heart skip a beat.
“I’m sorry for how I acted. Before
