Dafne White's POV
I look back and see Grace giving a thumbs-up with little James in his car seat. I can't help but notice the empty seat beside him. I promised myself I'd be strong and not too sad, because however I feel, James will feel it too, and he needs to be happy. Logan takes my hand, his blue eyes offering me a look full of understanding and support.
"Shall we go, my love?" I nod.
It was only three days in the hospital, not too long. Jeferson stayed with us the whole time; he didn't sleep, and James is doing great, very healthy. They say for a premature baby, he's big and strong.
I guess things happen for a reason, and it wasn't Jack's destiny to be with us. My little angel will always be present in my heart. My calm boy, who only slept when I stroked him.
The car starts, and
