Her son's cries finally awakened Stella's maternal instincts.

She picked him up and walked over to the couch, cradling him gently. As she soothed her son, her voice trembled with tears. "Cedric, could you please leave?"

"Star..."

"Would you just go?" Stella kept her head down. "Please, I'm begging you."

Cedric looked at her, utterly helpless. He knew there was nothing else he could do right now.

"You haven't had dinner yet. Is there anything you want? I can make you something."

Stella stayed silent. With a sigh, Cedric opened the door and stepped out.

As soon as the door closed, Stella's tears fell again.

She wiped them away, frustrated by how easily she'd been crying these days. She hated this version of herself-so fragile, so quick to tears.

But then she looked down at her son, his tiny face warm and soft against her chest, and her heart melted all over again.

Half an hour later, Aster was sound asleep.

down in his

he asleep, love?" Stella shot him a look and ignored him,

He came over and, with

arms.

sleep through anything. He didn't stir at all as Cedric tucked him into the crib, covering him with a

word, Stella turned and went into the

too much today; now her eyes were puffy

as the water started to run, the

Cedric's reflection in the mirror as

close that one look was enough to read each

Cèdric wanted to talk,

raw, like a

said softly, moving closer as if to hug her. Stella

a few days," she said, turning to face him. "I know this isn't all your fault. I have my part in how things turned

heart pounded with anxiety as he

forgotten everything we've been through

"No. I haven't."

remember-you were the one who made the

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