I woke early the next morning from a dream I couldn’t decide if it broke my heart, gave me hope or was just down right cruel. Even now I could see it. My talk with Tanner and Max followed me into my dreams. That child, mine and Hectors. She followed me. Teased me with her presence. But she was different. Wasn’t quite how I had imagined her. But she was so beautiful it made my heart hurt. I could see so much of Hector in her. Her long wavy white hair that hung to her tiny waist. Her pale skin and bright beaming smile. But her eyes glowed like two blazing emeralds. They stood out so starkly against her pale skin and white hair, The only color among her white beauty. Just thinking of her made my chest ache with longing. Why did my subconscious have to tease me so?
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