Jade’s POV
Getting back to New York feels a bit different compared to when I left.
Just as I touched down at the airport, my eyes went straight to where I stood years back with me in a stranger's arms and Aiden in my belly.
Just then, his little hand reached out to me, and quickly I wiped off my tears with my handkerchief, replacing my glasses.
“Mommy, are you crying?” Aiden questioned, and I shook my head in disapproval.
Crouching to his level, I brushed his shoulder and patted his head softly. Sniffing back the tears, “No, baby, I caught the flu.” I lied.
I could still hear Mrs Helen’s voice as well as that of her sister. Asking me to stay strong not just for myself, but for the baby as well.
The airport still looked the same, but just with some touch of renovations.
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