Yaroslava's POV
Most of the night was sleepless. Then I couldn't sleep either. The usually calm little boy was suddenly cranky, and apparently he not only got enough sleep, but also decided he needed my attention because he behaved peacefully in my arms.
After a few hours of me going from corner to corner, followed by an early walk, he went back to sleep.
Covering my son with a blanket, I finally breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn't dawn yet, but the stars had gone out, and the pale gray sky was beginning to brighten anticipating sunrise.
I desperately wanted to sleep, but even more I wanted to ple
