Page 92 of Stolen Fate
I smiled to myself and moved away from the bed right to the small recliner just a few feet away. I sat down and watched them.
They both smiled in their sleep.
I didn’t regret it.
I didn’t regret going to Evelyn in Boston. I didn’t regret taking Elliot with me, and I didn’t regret bringing Evelyn back with us. I also didn’t regret Camila’s action six years ago, nor was I angry about it.
How could I be?
It brought me Elliot, and I could never regret that.
My eyes grew heavy and I closed them, leaning my head back against the firm cushion of the recliner. I would be here for a little while longer, then I would move back to my room.
For now, I didn’t want to be far away from either Elliot orEvelyn.
I wanted to be near them, to watch over them, and to protect them from any hurt.
My last thought before I drifted off into a dreamless sleep was how pleased I was that Evelyn had fallen in love with Elliot, and, what was more, how much Elliot had fallen in love with her.
That was how it should be.
After all, it was important for a child to love and be loved by their own mother.
