CHAPTER 15

Katarina’s Pov

“Tak come here right now!” I said angrily. It's not like he cares if I’m angry or not. My three year old was a pain in my ass. Running around the house every morning. We were running late for school but he didn’t seem to care.

“Tak!” I growled. He stopped running and smiled shyly at my expression. It was seven in the morning but I was already exhausted. He walked calmly to his little table, picked up his spoon, and ate his cereal.

Tak is my three year old son. My pride and joy. He was very smart for his age. I watched him eat wholeheartedly and smiled. He was the best decision I had ever made. I checked the time and wondered why Nathan was still not here. He was our ride to school today.

I picked up my bag and went through everything again. I didn’t want to forget anything important. Last week I had forgotten Tak’s new music box and he refused to talk to me throughout the ride home. I later heard he had told his friends about his music box and promised to bring it fo