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“We will,” his voice was fierce

“How can you be so confident?” I asked

I opened“I can’t think about the alternative”

“I wish I could do the sa her…losing everybody, and being left all alone to go crazy”

“That’ll never happen, principessa,” he grabbeda tender kiss on my head

I wish I could believe him

My eyes continually flickered to the clock I knew in ht with my son Jonathon and I lay in bed, with Ren in-between us, watching hihtly over his cheek and his little tongue flicked out

I smiled

“Everything will be okay, principessa,” Jonathon whispered, so as not to disturb Ren

I wished he’d stop saying things like that, because it was a lie Everything wouldn’t be okay Whether on this fight or lost it, nothing would ever be the same

“I don’t want to talk right now,” I muttered, irritated

Jonathon sighed “Kylie-”

I held up a hand to silence hiht now All I want to do is look at Ren and pretend that they didn’t take Makenna and that we aren’t about to start a war Okay?”

“Okay,” he sighed again, holding Ren’s tiny finger carefully between his thuer

A sraced Ren’s face at his father’s touch I leaned over and kissed his tiny head I hoped for Ren’s sake, that his life was always this peaceful