ATHENA

"Dr. Athena!" A sweet, small voice calls as the door swings open.

Rayen rushes in, a whirlwind of tiny footsteps and excitement, and jumps into my arms before I can even react.

I catch him with a soft oof, my arms instinctively wrapping around his tiny frame.

His warmth, his smell, his messy curls pressed against my cheek, and it all hits me like a punch to the chest.

God, I missed him.

It's only been a week since our last play date, but it felt like eternity. Like some sort of cruel punishment. I had to stay in the shadows to set the trap for Leah, but every second away from him, knowing he was my son, tortured me.

I can't believe this little angel who giggles in his sleep and asks me if clouds cry when it rains is actually mine.

The one who slowly took my heart for himself with no plans of returning it back to

me.

My little prince.

"I made you a card," he announces proudly, leaning back to pull out a folded sheet of paper from his jacket pocket.

The crayon strokes are bold and messy with a red cape, a big smile, and a stethoscope drawn around a stick figure's neck.

"Uncle Luca said you weren't feeling well, so I drew you as a superhero! Do you know why?" He giggles, his eyes shining. "Because you save people! So you can't be sick okay?"

Tears blur my vision, the overwhelming wave of emotions rising too fast to hold back.

My heart clenches as emotions fill my chest, and my stomach twists in knots. I want to cry. Tears of joy, tears of relief, and tears of gratitude.

"Thank you, baby. It's perfect!" I whisper.

unaware of

it!" He announces

his arms with a

"Told you she would."

Rayen giggles at that.

now taller. But just a little. His eyes are still the same, big and blue, filled with endless questions and pure innocence looking up at me like

believing I had somehow taken my own baby's life. I didn't know... I didn't know he was right in front of

he is. In my

My greatest gift.

The dam breaks.

fall fast and hard, sobs escaping despite every effort to keep them in. Rayen's smile falters.

His lip quivers. "You're making me very sad. Don't

grip, and pull him gently onto my

my heart beating even faster as I realize I

genius. He watches my face like he's trying to

were born..." I swallow hard. "The

widen slightly. He presses his lips together, thinking hard, then he asks in the softest

gave me to the wrong

slipping down

mummy and

breathe in shakily, both terrified and hopeful. A loud

if he rejects

fills my mind, but I

does, I'll spend the rest of

sigh as the bomb leaves

is your real daddy... but

was a mistake. Your mummy is

beats so loud I

Thud thud thud

brows furrowing, and his lips pursed like he's solving the

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