Lauren
The first full day in Alexander’s house felt like a strange kind of limbo, like I was living in a version of reality that didn’t quite belong to me, or a memory being painted over.
Abigail and I had moved in yesterday, but it wasn’t until this morning that the weight of it hit me. We were here. Together. Under the same roof. As a family.
I remembered when I had wished, prayed, for tiny feet to fill the hallways between Alexander and I… who would have guessed after everything, that wish would come true?
Fate has a cruel sense of humor, huh?
I tried to shake the feeling as I stepped into the kitchen, the soft clink of coffee mugs breaking the silence. Alexander was already at the counter, his back to me as he poured himself a cup. The morning light filtered through the windows,
