Chapter 101: False Hope
( W A R N I N G : R A W A N D U N E D I T E D C H A P T E R )
Tomás and I head downstairs together along with our son, Hugo. He was holding my hand the whole duration while I carry Hugo in my arms. I can’t help but to feel butterflies on my stomach as much as I don’t like to.
There’s something in the way he held my hand, as if it was indicating sincerity, care, and passion — things that I missed so much about Tomás. But I guess, all were just my feelings, not proven factual or accurate.
As we sat on the dining table’s chair, Hugo snake his arms around my neck as he won’t let go of me. “Are you alright, baby?” I asked worriedly. His face is so cute whenever he pouts, shaking his head. “You let me sleep alone in my bedroom. I was scared, mom because you wer
