"You're forgetting yourself, Irem—you are also part of the family, and hiding your worries or feelings won't help us build a true relationship. Being a stranger to us isn't what you want, is it? We chose each other, so we stay together, okay? We even made two others." Irem giggled, "Yeah, you're right," a tear slipping down his face.
I gently added, "Not always," catching his gaze, "Honestly, I was getting fed up. You've always been the bigger person, but I had a grudge—you seemed to not care about me or us, always in your office or at work. I was lost, tried not to care, but when Annaelle appeared, I wondered if it was over. I'd already had a whole drama written in my head, ready to give up, but this child gave me hope, and today, you opened up to me, recharging my batteries."
Irem teared up, bowing his head, placing his hand on my belly, whispering, "I almost lost your mother. Thank you for being our little darling," just as my stomach rumbled. Irem chuckled,
"You seem to be starving the little angel," I laughed. Irem lifted his head up with a little smile, and kissed me.
I pulled my head away from him "I am hungry!"
"Okay okay, let's go have some gratin." he stood up, then pulled me up.