Chapter 411. Flowers on the Ground

DOVE

I watched the tears fall one by one on the path. On the soft rock path beneath my feet. The bench was cold and I felt my whole body go cold at once.

Cet seemed sorry to see me so sad. He approached me and picked one of the flowers that were there.

He looked at it in his hand. The little flowers were ruined and that made him angry again.

“They’re already dead, Cet. You can’t fix them.” I said as I saw him pressing them to see if he could fix them, as if they were a piece of clay.

He got angry and threw them on the floor, angry again. Tears were still rolling down my cheeks.

I ran my hand over my belly to feel my baby growing inside me. I felt his presence. Feeling his presence always gave me a harmonious peace. Now a part of me was afraid. Because I didn’t want him to be in danger, I didn’t want him to suffer. A mother never wants her children to have to fight, to survive. I want them to live, to be happy, to have thousands of choices.