Chapter 89. Central Courtyard

Ayla POV

It took a few hours before the door to Nadia's cell was finally opened, we entered, and I could see the woman holding her baby wrapped in a stained white cloth, there's blood all over the bed and a little on the floor, but she didn't look that badly hurt.

There's blood on Isaac too, but he's a little further away, so I approach her.

"Nadia," I called her name and saw her look at me, afraid. "I need to take the child."

"He's perfect!" Nádia spoke in a string of voices, between happiness and sadness. "If I could, I would have chosen differently."

"We can't change the past," I spoke calmly and sat down on the bed next to her, but without trying to pick up the baby.

"I know..." Nadia took a deep breath and then handed me the baby. "His name is Ishaq Sarkis."

I take the baby and see that his face is clean, he has blond hair, blue eyes and darker skin, like his father in that sense.

"Are you going to look after him?" Nadia asked ho