Nyla POV
I sat on the rocking chair on the porch in the early hours of the morning. The cold breeze was chilly but it was the best view ever watching as the sun set above the horizon.
Felix wanted to cry so I had come outside to feed him instead of him disturbing Jenny who was still fast asleep. I rocked him and he gave out a beautiful smile of hope and assurance. For once I regret ever giving him up. He doesn't deserve those families. I'm willing to sacrifice so much for him.