chapter 45

The cold came in through the window in this December season and made the redhead's body shiver.

She opened her eyes suddenly at the sound of her children getting up.

She looked at her body, clammy from the cold. She didn't understand how she dreamed every night of those blue eyes that looked at her with intensity and those thick hands with yellow hair that touched her body every night.

Who is this man I dream about? I've never dreamed about Sam like this before. Is he a man I love very much? she thought.

She sighed as she got out of bed and put her feet on the rugs on the floor. She had her whole room full of carpets.

She walked wearily over to the cribs of the twins who had been crying and took them in her arms.

"My little angels," she kissed them tenderly, then looked into their beautiful eyes, which were blue one day and dark gray the next. She took the little girl first, she was a big eater and impatient, that's why she was the first one to breastfeed, and then the little boy, who