The Wine Cellar

The way we expected, Noah was in high spirits when we told him about us. He even poured us his blessing and that he was happy for having two dads.

But I was most proud of Justine when he explained it to the kid from a kid's perspective, allowing him to understand things better, and promising to protect me from those who will hurt me.

Even if he already knew that I had a very complicated past, let alone, that I had a kid from someone's dad, Justine still accepted me with open arms.

He even treated Noah like his own when we lived in his house for a few days. Because of that, I vowed to love him for the rest of my life with or without my memories.

"Mom, let's eat. I'm already hungry." Noah let go of my hands and rushed to the dining area after sniffing the sweet and sour scent coming from the kitchen.

"I think this is the farthest I could go, Yvanna." Justine glued his feet as soon as we stepped foot into the entrance of the main house.

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