Chapter 82

ARIA

Magic.

The magic Lina had told me about.

I could feel it. I could feel it rushing through my veins, wiggling under my skin and sparkling all over me.

It was beautiful.

The light around me.

My son was beautiful.

I held him in my arms until they ached. I stared at him but couldn’t get my eyes still wanted more of him.

One glimpse, all it took was one glimpse and he made himself home in my cracked heart.

I couldn’t believe this. It felt like a dream to me. So, I held on to him so no one could take him away from me.

I brushed my finger over his fluffy cheek, enchanted by the soft, silk skin he had. His eyes were closed, he was sleeping but I wanted to see his eyes. I wanted him to look at me, his mother.

The person who loved him the most.

But I didn’t want to disturb him.

I reached out and held his tiny hand in my own, marveled at the difference.

His hand was so tiny, his fingers even smaller, and his minute nails.

I bent down and kissed the tips of his fingers.

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