Lunaria's POV.
I woke up feeling like a kid on Christmas morning, still buzzing from last night's adventure with Nathan. Our conversation about being a stepfather and starting a family played in my mind like a sweet melody. I couldn't wait to see him again.
My mind recalled I needed to see Liam. He was already asleep when I returned last night so I rushed to his room, expecting to see his bright smile.
Instead, he lay asleep, his tiny chest rising and falling with each breath. I approached him quietly, not wanting to disturb his peaceful slumber.
“Oh my cutie,” I called out, stroking his hair and then kissed him, allowing him to sleep.
I stood up and started walking away. As I made my way to the door and turned to leave, Liam stirred, opening his eyes.
“Mummy,” his soft voice called
