Chapter 24

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Miguel had woken me in the middle of the night with the unstoppable sounds of his fierce cries. Luckily I've succeeded after many trials in making him fall back to sleep but then I couldn't get any myself. Of course, Lorenzo wasn't happy about it for he too couldn't get any. Miguel had kept everyone awake.

I couldn't say he didn't know what he signed up for when he offered to take us in so he should bear it. No, he should get used to it in fact for it might keep on getting worse as time went by. Miguel was only three months old, after all.

We can't hold him accountable for his acts.

I didn't even know when morning came in as I went into the bathroom, taking a swift shower in case my baby awakened and started to look for his mother. I stepped out when I was done and saw he'd brought most of the things he knew I'd be needing from his car, displaying them on the bed for me.

He'd left the room earlier but was back now. I thought, greeting him. "Good morning, Enzo."

He said nothing