When night fell, she curled up in bed early with a good book.
When her eyes grew heavy, she turned off the lamp and drifted to sleep.
With Julian entirely out of the picture, she experienced yet another night of blissful, uninterrupted rest.
...
The following morning, Hester was pulled from her dreams by the faint sound of voices drifting in from outside.
"Oh my gosh, you are the cutest little thing! Can I get a hug?"
"No!"
"Just one hug? I promise I'm not a bad guy..."
"No, no!"
Hester frowned slightly, slowly opening her eyes.
Was she imagining things, or did that sound exactly like Gigi?
Suddenly, the phone on her nightstand started vibrating.
Hester reached out and grabbed it.
Seeing the caller ID, she froze.
It was Caden.
She had been away for nearly ten days, and she hadn't contacted him once.
Mainly because he hadn't reached out to her either. She figured that if he wasn't calling, he must be getting along wonderfully with Seraphina.
And honestly, that was for the best. Seraphina was his biological mother; she would never mistreat him.
It was only right that Caden bonded with her. As for his "Godmother," she was ultimately replaceable.
Hester was carrying her own child now. Once the baby arrived, she wouldn't have the emotional bandwidth to pour into someone else's kid.
Creating some distance was necessary for everyone involved.
Pulling herself out of her thoughts, Hester pressed her lips together and answered the call.
"Godmother!" Caden's bright, youthful voice rang through the speaker.
Hester responded gently, "Caden, shouldn't you be in class right now? Why are you calling me?"
"I didn't go to school today." His voice dropped a little. "I caught a cold, so Mommy called in sick for me."


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