Chapter 82
Tori's POV
It took five days for me to let Miranda convince me to breastfeed my boy.
He looked peaceful, sleeping in the old crib that Williams brought for him, and Stephanie used some soft blankets to make a bed for him.
I stayed in the room all day, sitting on the ground and rocking myself back and forth.
I didn't want to get too close to him, fearing that I would cause him some form of bad luck, but also not staying far enough that he would feel my absence and cry.
"You need to eat, Tori." Miranda sighs as I struggle to fill my bumping bottles.
"I don't have an appetite, Miranda." I turn away, handing her the quarter filled bottles.
"I know, but you need to eat for your son. He needs nutrients and you are not giving him any by starving yourself." She gently tou
