THALIA
We’d already passed the first city by the time I checked on Reagan again. I glanced at the rearview mirror to check up on him. He was gripping the blanket over him tightly, curled a little to his side, and his breathing was slow and even, completely calm.
A soft smile tugged at my lips.
For everything we’d been through, my son looked… peaceful. It was a blessing that he didn’t turn up like me, always overthinking, always worried. He doesn’t deserve that.
The sight eased my worries. At least one problem is off my chest.
“I’m sorry you had to come with us,” Rael suddenly said, voice low, and eyes still on the road, “Especially with everything going on. Reagan shouldn’t be with us in this kind of agenda, but I won’t be able to rest easy leaving him at home either.”
I shook my h
