I spent the rest of the day packing. Light clothes, swimsuits, sunscreen—everything we’d need for a peaceful getaway. The thought of leaving gave me a sense of control, a fresh start, even if it was just temporary.
But beneath the excitement, an unease still lingered.
Nicolas.
What did he want? Why now, after two years of silence?
I pushed the thoughts away and focused on Nico instead. He sat on the bed, hugging his stuffed elephant, watching me with curiosity.
“Mummy, we go now?” he asked eagerly.
I chuckled, zipping up our suitcase. “Not yet, baby. Tomorrow.”
His little face scrunched up in disappointment before he went back to playing with his toy car.
Tomorrow. Just one more night, and I could finally breathe again.
Tomorrow came, and we boarded our flight. Nico was beyond exc
