"MAMA LOOK!" my baby pulled my shirt gently pointing at the books he saw.
"Hmm which one baby?" I squated to level his height.
"That! that one" he pointed the book using his index finger.
"Here" I got the book and gave it to him.
We're now at the bookstore cause according to him he likes to guy a new book.
"Can mommy ask baby?" I gently asked and carresed his hair.
"Yes mama" he stared at me with his curious amber eyes.
Yes he got my eyes but his features are from his father.
He also got his attitude and expressions.
"Why do you prefer books more than toys?" I asked him and he looked directly into my eyes and smiled.
"Because it would help our future mom" my son said and suddenly he flashes on my mind.
"It would help our future babe"
I shooked my head at that but my son seems to notice I spaced out.
"Are you okay mom?" he put his little palm on my cheek and made me look into his eyes.
"Yes baby" I smiled to assure him that everything's fine.
"Are you tired? we can go home mom so you can take a rest" he stared at me with the usual poker face expression but with full of concern.
"No mama's fine Vier, where do you wanna go next?" I stood up and held his hand.
"Some sort of relaxing place mama, for you to relax" he tilted his head to meet my gaze.
I can't help but to smile at his words, at a young age he easily understand what happened back then but I didn't told him all of it.
He always respect and ask for my decision first before making a move.
He resemblance his father so much.
He also knew about his father. What he looks like, how he talk, his likes and dislikes. Everything.
He was also shocked the moment he knew about it he was like "I looked so much like him" "We're definitely the same"
I think my eyes is the only thing he inherited from me.
"Aight let's eat first" I said and he nodded, agreeing with me.
WE'RE NOW heading to the parking lot 'cause we're gonna go home already.
"Are you sleepy?" I asked my son who's now leaning at the back seat.
"No mom" his gaze turned to me from the window.
"You sure? you woke up early" I stared at him with the rearview mirror.
"I'll sleep in our house mama so you don't need to carry me, I'm quite heavy" he pouted and looked away.
"Aww my baby's so sweet give mama a kiss" I smiled at him and he stood up and lean a little to gave me peck on my cheek then he goes back to the seat.
"I love you" I told my son before starting the car.
"Love you mom" he smiled at me, teeth showing I giggled at that.
"LET'S CLEAN you up before you sleep" I guidedhim towardsthe bathroom and cleaned him up.
After that I tucked him to bed and made sure that he's already asleep before I got out of his room.
Xavier Rile Guillaume Beaufort.
Xavier comes from Alexander, from his dad.
The Rile comes from Mireille, my name.
Before I gave birth to him I decided to put his surname as my son's surname too.
'Cause no matter what it's been in the past no one can change the fact that Xavier is a Beaufort.
The looks, appearance, expression and every little movements, the two really acarbon copy.
Also, I'm sure that he already knew about our son, Beauforts connections and things.
I got my phone and decided to scroll on my socmed 'cause it's still early.
We didn't unfriend and unfollow each other on any of our social media.
So while scrolling his post appeared, it's 1 minute ago.
The caption of his post is 'New House' and he was inside of the house or should I say mansion.
The surroundings are gold, the chandelier, the design and the little valuable things.
In short expensive.
I closed my phone after that and proceed to climb upstairs.
I did my night routine and decided to sleep beside my Vier tonight.
When I entered his room he is still sleeping silently.
I quietly climb to his bed and lifted his blanket since it's to big for him and placed it on top of us.
I prayed and thanked God first before dozing myself off.
I gently hugged him and kissed his forehead.
"Good night my love" that's when darkness consumed my system.
I WOKE up early and Vier is still sleeping, hugging me.
I slowly removed his arm on my stomach and fixed his blanket to cover him.
I got off of his bed and slowly walked towards the door and gently turned the knob and closed it.
I did my morning routine before cooking breakfast.
I brushed my teeth and washed my face before heading to the kitchen.
But before I could I remembered something.
I glanced at the door and walked through it, opened the door and there I found paper bags.
Branded paper bags, I got oit of our house and checked if the person who's giving these is still there.
As usual I saw no one.
I gently picked up the paper bags and put it on the kitchen counter.
I closed the door after I finished picking it up.
Our house is secured, there's a guard not far from here who was securing the safety of the people who live in this village.
You'll need a pass before you could enter here, so I have a clue who's these things are from.
As I turned to the paper bags, there's grocery, toys, clothes and other needs.
There's also a sticky note saying "good morning! hope to see you two soon 831"
Every week the person behind this always leaving things like these behind our door.
Even my son recognized the person behind this because of the hand writing.
Why don't he just come here and give it directly?
Silly guy.
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