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.

late

Yara might be seen, or that Mitch might have someone lurking around, I didn’t take Yara out. Instead, we stayed home most of the time, while Norah would take

set of clothes, preparing

the doorbell rang. Could Norah

went to check the situation first, and my heart

here again? Wasn’t he supposed to return to Rosemont?

I decided to ignore

“Irene, open the door! If you don’t, I’ll kick it down!

went blank. From his tone, it seemed he was

“Bang!”

Someone had kicked the

her

anything related to her, and left through the back door towards

was home, but I

backyard, but I couldn’t open the one leading into the house. As I was fumbling

moisture, was dressed in his usual casual attire,

at me, then at the baby

here, Russel. Can you look after Yara for a bit?” I

at holding a baby, probably from

returned to my house.

in. It seemed my gate had been broken. I

I questioned

mind or have you? Irene, on what grounds do you hide my child? Where’s my Yara?”

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