Chapter 112

I gently brought my son to my chest, and I breathed in his sweet, milky scent. He smelled like a newborn baby, a scent that was both fresh and familiar. I felt a wave of nostalgia wash over me, and I remembered the day my mother brought my younger sibling home from the hospital. Although she died a few days later. I held my son a little tighter, and I made a silent promise to him. I would protect him and love him with all my heart, just as my mother had done for me. I would give him the world, and I would always be there for him.

I looked around the room, trying to get a sense of where I was. Everything looked unfamiliar, and I couldn't quite place the location. I saw that the windows were covered with heavy curtains, and I could hear the sound of silence outside. "Where are we?" I asked, turning to Iskander. "We're in a safe house, in a secret location," he said, his voice low and reassuring. "You're completely safe here. No one can find you." I relaxed a little, reassured by his wo