Rubellia looked around the large building that she had recently learned to call home. It was filled with décor from a nation and culture completely unfamiliar to her, but she had grown used to it day by day.
The moment she arrived here, her world was turned on its head once again. There had been many times in her life that things took a sudden change. Not all of them were good. She still remembered the night that her late husband, Wayne, walked into their home with an infant in his hand.
The baby had been no more than a few days or even a week old at that point, but he was opening his eyes and greeting Rubellia. When the child was passed to her it was the most gorgeous pair of silver eyes that she had ever witnessed.
