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.

milk." "Mommy!" he whined, pouting his lips. Adorable, but it will not help this time.

birthday boy."

Aunt Lydia who gave him a glass of

with his fingers. "I don't want

burst out laughing.

not cow pee, it's milk." I

far away from him. "It's

it's milk. Not pee. I would never let

do I need to drink Milk?"

it makes you strong and you will

your friend

on my pancake. I coughed loudly and stared at

looked amused at Milan when he said friend

he's a friend okay not friend boy." I answered after the coughing stopped.

strong like him.

he devoured

playroom as me and Aunt Lydia continued the

on the door. I wiped my hands on a cloth and walked to the door to

in her hand a delicious looking spiderman birthday cake. It took me a while to realize it was

whispered as tears formed in my eyes. God, I have

sunglasses and looked

I wanted to squeeze the living daylight out of her, but she was holding Milan's

"Come in." I let her in and closed

cake on the closest table and then turned around and hugged me...More

missed you so much."

missed you

ready to visit Barcelona because

We stayed like that for a while

girls. You need to

stood up followed by me. She gave her mom a quick kiss and walked to the kitchen with the cake. She placed

a blue bag

"Playroom." I replied.

and walked

was time to decorate the backyard. I grabbed the balloons, garlands, and

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

the nail I carefully tried to get

luck, that I had to lose my balance. I squealed as I felt the

will give me a

the bone breaking sound of my ankle when I

I slowly opened my eyes to see Flynn looking worried over me. "You almost gave me a heart attack, don't do

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