Jill Malik P.O.V

The preparations for Milan's birthday started before sunrise. 1

At four in the morning Aunt Lydia was already in the kitchen making all kinds of sweets and I was helping her with it.

Larissa would bring the cake. She would arrive in Barcelona a little bit after ten. She had to fly from Germany where she had a photoshoot. 1

When Milan woke up we all sang happy birthday for him and I couldn't help but shed a tear at how long it has already been.

Six years since the accident.

Six years since I've known Milan.5

Six years since my life had changed.

I became a mommy the very first time I could hold him in my arms, and god didn't it felt good. It felt so complete and I vowed to his parents, who are watching us from heaven, that I would give him everything his heart desires. Even though we weren't related by blood, my love for him was the only thing that matter. From my own past I have learned that you don't need to be related by blood to become family. And Milan was family. The love I have for him is indescribable. 6

I didn't know his parents, but I know what it feels like to not have a family.

I know what it's like to be abandoned by your own blood.

The world can be so cruel.

"Mommy, are you alright?" Milan asked as he smoothed the wrinkles out of my face.

"Yes, amor." I smiled. "Go brush your teeth and come downstairs okay, I will make breakfast."

He nodded and hurried to the bathroom. I sat on the edge of his bed and sighed. Last night he asked me again to tell him the story about his parents.

Since the day Milan could talk, I told him the truth about his parents. I made up a sweet story about them, because I didn't know anything about them except their first names.

Marco and Rosa. They were Italians.

I wanted Milan to know the truth. It was easier for me to tell him from now on, instead of waiting when he's a teenager.

I walked downstairs and saw Aunt Lydia making breakfast. Guess, I didn't have to do it anymore.

"Good morning Jill." She chirped and shove me a plate with pancakes, whipped cream, and strawberries.

"Mmh, this looks good. No churros today?"

She pointed at the container in front of me. "Churros for you and Milan."

"I'm hungryyy!" Milan yelled as he ran into the kitchen, jumping on the kitchen chair. He grabbed the container with churros and was about to grab one when I snatched it from him.

his lips. Adorable, but it

boy." I

and then looked at Aunt Lydia

gagged as he squeezed his nose with his

out laughing.

it's milk."

drank it and shoved the glass far away from him. "It's

I would

do I need to drink Milk?" he asked

makes you strong and you will

"Like your

on my pancake. I coughed loudly and stared at Milan

Lydia looked amused at Milan

a friend okay

I want to be strong like him. Can I have

him a churro and he devoured

as me and Aunt Lydia continued the preparations

when we heard a knock on the door. I wiped my hands

a blue flowery dress stood there with in her hand a delicious looking spiderman birthday cake. It took me a while to

whispered as tears formed in my eyes.

her sunglasses and looked

wanted to squeeze the

her in and

the closest table and then turned around and hugged me...More like tackled me

missed you so much." she cried out.

I've missed you

Barcelona because it brought back memories of her father and she still had a hard time dealing with it. The

for a while until someone cleared

looked grinning at us. "Girls, girls. You need to catch up later. We have a birthday

gave her mom a quick kiss and walked to the kitchen with the cake. She placed the cake in

a blue bag in her

"Playroom." I replied.

nodded and walked

the backyard. I grabbed the balloons, garlands, and pom poms and headed outside. I started decorating the back

time to hang the last balloon I had to stand on a chair to reach the top of the pole. It was

ribbon on the nail I carefully tried to

that I had to lose my balance. I squealed as I felt the chair under me

give

the bone breaking sound of my ankle when I felt strong arms wrapped around my body.

opened my eyes to see Flynn looking worried over me. "You almost gave

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