It had been a month since the baby’s disappearance, and nobody could find any proof that it was her parents who took the baby. Tricia was heartbroken, but each day she spent with her horses, her heart was slowly healing. She was slowly losing hope that they would find him, but a little glimmer of hope still lingered deep in her heart. Kozor was being incredibly supportive, and not once showed his own pain so as not to upset her any further.
Plans for their wedding had been postponed indefinitely because it just felt wrong to celebrate anything when her child wasn’t there.
She had made peace with Arora’s pregnancy and appreciated being chosen as the little one’s godmother, but she didn’t accept, on account that it would remind her too much of the loss of her son. The council was still veh
