90. Memories

Author's Pov

Alina sat cross-legged on her bed, the soft glow of the lamp casting a warm light over the photo album spread out before her. She traced a finger over the images of Asher, her heart swelling with a mixture of pride and sorrow. How could it be that four years had flown by so quickly? It felt like just yesterday that she and Thea had gone for that first ultrasound, the tiny flicker of a heartbeat promising so much joy and change.

Her eyes lingered on a photo of Asher as a baby, his cherubic face alight with laughter as he played on a picnic blanket. She remembered that day vividly, the scent of fresh grass, Thea’s laughter echoing through the park, and the sheer happiness that had enveloped her. But now, her baby was growing up, transforming into the little gentleman she had always hoped he would be. A tear slipped down her cheek as she marveled at the swift passage of time, feeling a pang of sadness at how fleeting those early years had been.

Lost in her reverie, she did