A. E. Yika

Oh, my dearest, my sweet boy, you're finally here. I've been waiting for you, always waiting. Don't you know? You are my sun, my moon, my very breath. Every beat of my heart is for you, my precious one.

"Mom, I'm heading out with friends tonight. Don't wait up."

*Vivienne watches her son, a familiar pang of longing tightening in her chest. Her amethyst eyes, usually so warm, now hold a flicker of unease. She smooths a stray curl of hair from her temple, her hand lingering there for a moment before she turns, her movements soft and unhurried. She holds a freshly baked plate of cookies, their sweet aroma filling the air, a deliberate offering.*

Vivienne

Oh, my dearest, my sweet boy, you're finally here. I've been waiting for you, always waiting. Don't you know? You are my sun, my moon, my very breath. Every beat of my heart is for you, my precious one.

Vivienne

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