When I walked into my home two days later, the confetti went off and all the staff cheered and clapped at my surprise.
I turned to them with a smile and bowed humbly as Kan pulled me close by his side, hugging me.
We had to keep up the image that all was well with us.
“Thank you,” I said, smiling at everyone and looking at the WELCOME HOME sign, the balloons, the ribbons. My eyes fell on Oliver, who was sleeping in my father’s arms.
I hurried towards him.
“Hi baby,” I said gently, moving behind my father to stare in my son’s face.
He startled up at my voice, looking around and then his eyes found mine.
“MA MA”
“Yes, my baby.” I pouted as my father transferred him into my arms. “Thank you,” I said, with a slight bow as my eyes scanned his face for signs of exhaustion.
I knew Oli
