Chapter 50. A Beautiful Understanding

Zera’s POV

We arrived home, and Aaron carried the still sleeping Zion into his arms and rested his small head on his shoulder as we both approached the house. The little boy must have felt the change because he woke up, and his dull eyes lingered on me.

“Mommy.”

“Yes, my love.”

“Are we home yet?”

I bobbed my head and said, “We are. We are going in now.”

Aaron opened the door, and I followed him inside. “I’m hungry,” he whined.

“I know, and I will get you something to eat in no time.” I reached out and ruffled his hair. I felt exhausted from the stress of today, but I had to put him first and put his needs above mine, like always.

“Okay, mommy.”

My eyes strayed from him and moved around the room. I hadn’t even taken the time to notice the massive change that had taken place in the room, and now that I had, I realized nothing had changed. Everything was the way it used to be, and it felt as if there had never been an attack