"What did you think?" Nina spat in hatred, "You will run away with my son, and I won’t do a thing? I’ll just look at you while you keep playing with my emotions? How gullible you are, Sheila?" her hand was slowly brushing Alex’s back, and his cheek was leaning on Nina’s shoulder.
"Sheila! You don’t want to live there? Fine! Go ahead and never come back. Next time you come close to my son, and I’ll make sure, you bear the consequences," she warned Sheila coldly.
Sheila wanted to scream. She wanted to tell the woman to keep her hands off her son. But then she realized something.
Maybe Alex was safe with Nina. Maybe she needed to focus on her other child and ensure that he or she would stay safe.
The mere thought of keeping Alex away from her brought pain to her chest and anguish to her eyes.
Nina had gotten up now with Alex hiccupping against her, "He isn’t your son, Sheila. He is my son, Rafael. I’m someone who left her wedding... the only love of my life to be with him."
Rafael! Nina changed his name? Sheila sobbed internally.
Nina had a mean look in her eyes and her arms were around Alex like she wanted to keep him safe from all the drama.
Sheila felt like someone had torn her heart apart from her body. Alex won’t be with her from here.
This time Nina had won.
I’ll come back. Once this baby is safely born, I’ll come back for Alex. She tried consoling herself.
Without another word, Nina turned on her heels and walked to the car, taking her son with her.
Sheila wanted to scream. She wanted to run after them. Alex was glued to Nina, peeking above her shoulders, looking at his mom who was sobbing silently. The anguish on her face was so intense and so painful to watch that Alexander closed his eyes and buried his face in the crook of Nina’s neck.
Sheila wanted to run after them. She wished she could peel her son’s body off Nina and hide him somewhere.
She kept sitting in the middle of the road, watching the convoy of those cars speed past her.
Nina had won indeed.
***
Using all her might, Sheila placed her palms on the road and got up. She started walking slowly towards St. Mary orphanage.
This time she had almost forgotten that she was hungry or tired. The only thing she had on her mind was her son’s face.
Today she felt like she had lost Alex too after Shane.
I hope you stay safe there until I come back and take you with me. She told Alexander in her head.
***
The nuns of St. Mary’s were having soup while chattering good-naturedly when there was a loud knock on the door.
"Who could this be?" Ana got up from her seat to attend to the visitor. It was too freezing for any traveler to walk up here in this cold.
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