Chapter 18

Celine's POV

“Mommy,” Sean said, and I turned to my son. “I’m hungry.”

I smiled at him and ruffled his hair before gently caressing his chubby cheeks. “Alright. Let’s go home. I’ll cook your favorite spaghetti.”

“Thank you, Mommy! You’re the best mommy in the whole wide world!” He exclaimed happily as we drove home.

I hope, son, you can still say that when you find out the truth.

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Faith’s POV

“Where have you been?” I was even surprised when he suddenly spoke behind me. I was in the kitchen and decided to cook breakfast since it was Sunday. I turned to him and went straight to the fridge to get some pork.

“I went to church,” I replied briefly.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked again.

“You were still asleep earlier,” I said. I thought of cooking because I also missed cooking. I glanced at him. 

“Is it okay with you if I cook our food?” I asked him, facing him with the pork and