As the baby settles down and the only sound in the room remains the lullaby sung by the little music station, I feel tiredness overtake my body as well. Knelt by the wooden bed, I watch as Caspian’s little chest moves up and down with his steady breaths.
Everything felt like a dream. A fever dream. The pain was dull and any other emotion that would come, would disappear just as fast, leaving behind nothing but a gaping feeling in my belly. Maybe I was just bloated, or maybe I couldn’t wait to wake up and live my life. Was this my life?
The door of the nursery opens slowly and light from the hallway peers in, making me turn my head in that direction. I can see a dark silhouette standing in the doorframe, tall, with broad shoulders, and since the light was positioned behind them, I could o
