CHAPTER 250 — The Day Dreams Took Shape

(Milagros’s Point of View)

I woke up with a sweet warmth in my chest, as if my whole body still remembered the night before: the love, the laughter, the water falling over us, and that new—incredible, overwhelming—feeling of knowing we were already a family.

Ayden walked into the room, pushing the door open with his hip because his hands were full. In one hand, he carried a tray with breakfast; in the other, the thermos and the mate.

“Good morning, mother