The moment my gaze landed on the raven-haired boy, my heart lurched forward. Tears welled my eyes while my chest tightened until I had difficulty breathing.
"Mumm. " He said, in his soft, childish tone. His large eyes locked to my own.
"Niall." His name sprung out of my lips.
This was the child I brought with me the night I ran away with my lover. And this child—I almost got him killed.
The thought filled me with indescribable anguish that for a moment I found myself unable to say a word.
How could I do that to an innocent child?
Intense guilt ate me inside as I looked at him. As if a button had been pushed, I remembered the mistake I committed and I realized that I will never forgive myself for dragging a child's innocent life into danger.
The fact that I nearly lost him from the accident made the pain in my chest unbearable… It was indeed a miracle that we are both able to survive.
