Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

“Whether you appreciate her or not is your own business, but I see her as unfit for the task. You should find someone else to follow up.” Neil rejected without hesitation once again.

Mitch fell silent on the other end, and after a moment, he said, “Alright, I understand.”

Then he hung up.

With that, the tension in my chest eased, yet at the same time, I was intrigued.

Neil didn’t tell Mitch that I was holding Yara in the car at the moment.

But I didn’t ask. I just held the child tighter in my arms, lost in thoughts about what to do next. Should I involve Stella in this and let her make the decision?

“We’re here.” Neil didn’t step out of the car when we reached my house, just reminded me.

“Thanks for today.” I got out of the car, still cradling Yara.

Through the car window, Neil’s gaze remained on the child in my arms, which made me anxious. He didn’t say anything earlier, but he might spill the beans to Mitch as soon as I leave.

With this uneasy feeling. I returned home, while Neil drove off.

Norah came to check on Yara. After I told her about the dosage, I went to check on Serena and Brandon. The two were playing, their innocent gestures and babbling melting my heart.

Every time I saw these two, all my worries disappeared. With them by my side, there was always hope.

I wanted to tell Stella that Neil knew Yara was with me, but I was worried that it might affect her situation.

After two days of anxiety, Mitch didn’t show up, and my worries gradually faded, the matter momentarily forgotten.

for a walk.” By late afternoon, after dinner, Norah greeted me with her usual baby

take Yara out. Instead, we stayed home most of the

a set of clothes, preparing to bathe

got Yara into the bathtub, the doorbell rang. Could Norah have

went to check the situation first, and my

he supposed to return

I decided to ignore

I’ll kick it

words, my mind went blank. From his tone, it seemed he was certain

“Bang!”

startled me. Someone had kicked

too, her faint cries coming from the bathroom.

to her, and left through the back door

sure if Russel was home, but I had to keep Yara safe

I couldn’t open the one leading

freshly bathed, his hair still glistening with moisture, was dressed in his usual casual attire, simple yet stylish.

an eyebrow, first at me, then at

Russel. Can you look after Yara for a bit?” I didn’t have time to explain and spoke

agreed readily, taking Yara from me. He was quite skilled at holding a baby, probably from taking

I immediately returned

I saw Mitch storming in. It seemed

lost your mind?” I questioned in a stern voice.

on what grounds do you hide my child? Where’s my Yara?” Mitch was

and afraid of women, with such a fearsome expression, even more so than