Chapter 89

Alisha:

The night was quiet and I enjoyed the feeling of being one of the only ones awake in the camp. Keenan was snoring beside me, in a separate sleeping bag, and I was facing the other side, watching over my two babies who were also fast asleep.

I gently reached out and caressed Aria’s hair, which seemed to curl in on itself as I touched the soft strands.

I didn’t realize that Keenan wasn’t snoring anymore until I heard him say, “You’re a good mother,” to me.

I stiffened and turned to glance at him. He was sitting up on his sleeping bag and looked to be brooding for some reason.

“Thanks,” I said in a low tone so as not to wake my children up. “I always hoped I would be one. I want them to have a good life.”

“That’s what every parent wants for their children,” he huffed. “Unfortunately, not everyone gets to be there to see their kids grow up.”

“I get the idea that you’re speaking from experience,” I remarked as gently as I could. He fell silent and our eyes met. It was then that rea