Book Two in the "Alcaraz Duology"
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐅𝐢𝐱𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧
Catalina Alcaraz is a single mother with a past that she doesn't wish to revisit. She has managed to become a successful doctor and to create a life of her own desp...
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Mama walks into the room after softly knocking. I smile seeing her enter along with Lucia and my grandmother.
Lucia and my mother are carrying two bags. My sister is holding a diaper bag with bees printed on it. It appears to be rather full. Mama is holding one of my bags and it also looks quite full.
Last night she went to talk to my father after he stormed out. I haven't seen him since and I don't need to see him to know he probably hates me now. I ruined his plans completely.
Mama stayed with me the whole night. She made me sleep as she stayed up to watch Orion. It's comforting having her company. Seeing her happy and smiling is all I need to feel calm. Her love was all I needed to know that I would be okay.
"We brought you guys some clothes." Lucia informs me, giving me a hug and a small kiss to Orion on his chubby leg.
"He's such a cutie." She smiles hard.
"Do you want to hold him?" I offer since I completely forgot to last night.
"Yes, please." Her face is one of excitement.
I chuckle as mama comes over to watch over her just in case. She is very gentle and does quite well in holding him. My grandmother smiles at them as she comes to my side.
"Ven. Deja te ayudo a bañarte." She extends her hand out for me to hold.
She helps me out of the bed. My body feels so tired and sore. It makes me feel a bit emotional for some reason. This has all been so hard for me to process. There is just so much to think about. So many things have changed and so many things will continue to change.
My grandmother holds onto me gently, but we're stopped halfway by my mother.
"Yo la ayudaré. Usted siéntese y quédese aquí con Lucia y el niño." Mama holds onto me now.
I give my grandmother a smile as she lets go of me.
"Me llamas pues si necesitan ayuda." She doesn't like it when we don't let her do things but it's for her own good because she is getting older, and we don't want her to get hurt.
"Si, suegra." Mama assures her as she continues to lead me to the bathroom in the hospital room.
I got moved to a bigger and more luxurious room. It was because of my father. Even though he hates me he still wouldn't be caught dead letting his daughters get the bare minimum out of everything.
Mama helps me shower and then assists me after in drying my hair and brushing it. I'm enjoying the feeling of her gently touching my hair to put it up in a ponytail when I finally decide to ask her what I've been dying to.
