ELEIA’S POV
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I had to convince the nurses to let go of Cleo and when I successfully did it, I demanded to see my sons.
The doctor convinced me to get dissolving stitches for my wound first and I agreed.
Cleo is sitting on the chair in my room after she was checked out, she’s not saying much, just staring out of the window, fidgeting with her hands.
It’s hard to see her like this…I don’t know her, all I do know is that she lost her parents and that is hard enough.
As the doctor patches my stitches, I gasp when Rosie enters the room with Felix holding her hand and with Arlen laying in her arms.
An overwhelming feeling of joy brings tears to my eyes as she inches closer with a grateful smile on her face.
“Hi.” She breathes out, staring at me as if she thought she was never going to s
