That night, as I tucked Kelvin into bed, my heart raced. I smoothed the blanket over him, my fingers trembling slightly. Kelvin, with his bright, eager eyes, seemed to notice my hesitation.
“Mom, are you okay?” he asked, tilting his head. Looking at me with wide curious eyes.
I forced a smile and sat on the edge of the bed. “I’m fine, sweetheart. I just… I need to tell you something.”
Kelvin straightened, his small hands clutching the blanket. “Is it bad news?”
“No, no,” I said quickly, shaking my head. “It’s good news. It’s just… something important.”
Kelvin’s eyes widened with curiosity. “What is it?”
I took a deep breath, steadying my. I had rehearsed this moment in my head countless times, but now that it was here, the words felt heavier than I expected.
“You know how we came to
