Rachel POV
Lying on the soft bed, I felt the warm sunlight spill across my skin from the large window by the wall.
Before I even opened my eyes, I felt a small weight beside my arm… and the faint sound of a shaky sniffle.
My eyelids fluttered.
Through my tired, blurry vision, I saw Leo sitting at the edge of the bed—knees tucked tightly to his chest, his small hands gripping the blanket.
His hazel eyes were wide and glossy, staring at me like he was terrified I might disappear again.
“Mama?” he whispered, his little voice breaking.
My heart cracked instantly.
“Oh—Leo.” My voice was rough as I pushed myself up. “Hey… sweetheart.”
The moment I moved, he launched himself into my arms, crawling onto my lap with all the force his tiny body could manage. He buried his face into my chest
