Amy tried to open her eyes, but her eyelids were too heavy, she felt like she has been sleeping for centuries, she stopped trying to open her eyes and got used to the darkness that now seemed like an old friend…
she didn’t know if she was alive or dead and she was ready to give up, she stopped trying to open her eyes when she felt someone touch her hand.
“mommy get up” said a small voice and she didn’t know whether to believe it or assume that its one of her own fantasy, she wished to get up and be with her family but there was always this one fear, what if they have moved on???
“come on Jade” she heard a deep voice say and she realised that it wasn’t a dream. She would know that voice anywhere, it is the same voice that reads her books every night and tells her about their baby girl M
