POV: Breanna
No one has asked me about the nightmare, but they all look at me with concern.
I know they are respecting the agreement we made about each other's boundaries and I am grateful for that.
My mind feels like a mess and adding the guilt of telling them about Simon may very well kill the last spark of hope inside me.
I am sitting at the kitchen table, watching the sun rise, as always, when Giorgio walks in and hugs me.
I am surprised by the gesture and even more surprised when he leans close to my ear to whisper.
"My teacher said that the most beautiful flowers are those that weather the storm to see the sun shine the next day," he says softly.
I look at him lovingly and kiss his cheek.
"I love you, my little one," I say with a smile and tears in my eyes.
"So her first 'I
