Luna remained standing on her spot for long time until all of her fingers turned cold and her pale skin reminded of dead people.
Probably it was the lack of the light that tricked her eyes or her mind that couldn't proceed everything properly or maybe it was all only in her imagination, but her eyes fooled her with the image of a boy right before her eyes.
The boy was only three or four years old, his eyes were the exact eyes of the man whom became the subject of her mission.
His chubby cheeks as if he was eating something and forgot to swallow it, but he gave Luna a toothy smile regardless.
The image was so clear, the boy felt so real…
It's a boy…?
Luna kept her eyes on him while caressing her stomach carefully. There was a warm that swirled on her belly.
I will be a mother…?
