The stars in her eyes make me wish for the sun to never rise. ~ A. Gupta
Cole
I was working on my laptop when a soft sigh from her had me glancing up at her. She was gazing down at baby Ivan with a soft smile on her face, her index finger clutched in his tiny fist as he looked at her, wide eyed with his blue eyes. Yeah, tell me about it, little guy. It looked even that little baby was enamored of her.
The picture she made with that little guy who had his father’s eyes but they were so bright now that they could be mistaken for hers, used to make my insides itch for a reason I couldn’t name, but now as I had become used to seeing her with Ivan and had accepted that she felt more comfortable with that little guy than she ever would with me, it made me feel sad. I suppose, somewhere I acce
