***Natalia***
“Hello Natalia,” a familiar voice whispers timidly.
Gathering my bearings, I realize I’ve run right into Vanessa and knocked her over, a sheepish smile on her face as I help her to her feet.
“Where is Kota?” I ask, looking around the living room in search of my son.
“Here I am, Mommy!” Kota squeals with his arms raised in the air, peering from the balcony of the stairs.
My heart skips a beat when I see his beautiful eyes looking back at me and I rush up the steps to hold him.
“Mommy!” Kota cries, wrapping his arms around my neck in a tight embrace.
“Kota!” I sob into his hair, rocking him from side to side in my arms and showering him with kisses. “Oh, my beautiful little bean! My sweet frijolito! I’m here. Mommy’s here and I’m never letting you go,” I weep, unable
