Elena presence in the house became all consuming. She would leave articles of Dante’s everywhere. He would cry at all hours of the night. He also brought joy. Valerie loved seeing his smile. Sometimes at night she would stand by his door and watch him sleep.Dante was a perfect carbon copy of Davius, and maybe that’s why she liked him so much. When she looked at him all she could see was Davius. He had no features of his mothers. Watching the subtly rising and falling of his chest, seeing the way his hand clenched his bright yellow blanket, thinking of how she could not wait for her own son to be born. For all the trouble Elena was, Dante was still Davius’s son and she would help protect him even if she could care less about Elena.
While it was still a struggle to have Elena here, it did r
