CHAPTER 60. Peace

  I didn’t dare to close my eyes, to focused on the tiny human lying between Isaac and me. This little creature was alive and thriving. Her birth was something I wanted to scrub from memories, the same as I tried to erase the memory of how I held William’s skull in my hand.

  However, the second I saw this little girl in Isaac’s arms, I knew in the core of my being she was ours. 

  We would love her as our own, cherish her and give her all she deserved and more.

  She would have a full life. A father that would protect her against the world. A mother who would hold her hand when needed, and listen to everything she wanted to share. 

  She would never be alone.

  An uncle that would probably spoil her too much. I smiled, blinking away the tears, thinking about Derek. He was broken after William. His soul was ripped apart, and guilt consumed him. And I feared I would lose him again.