Natalia sat in front of her dressing table, a smile teasing her lips as she ran a finger on the velvet jewelry box that Christian had given to her the night before. They have come a long way in the last twelve months, with Christian's recovery taken a major chunk of it. It had also been a year of revelations and tries, with Joshua learning that Christian was not just mom's friend and a man who lived with them for a month, but that he was his father.
The four-year-old had been confused for a while, not sure as to what to call Christian: dad or Christian. They had not pressured him, and in a month the word "dad" was flowing out of the talkative boy with no problem.
They had also learned more about Amanda and her crazy plans. She had staged the accident that declared her dead with her fat
